“Hi Addy. I’m fine. Thank you for asking. How is your day going?” her voice dripped sarcasm at the brusque coldness of his tone.
“Arwen is she okay?” his tone didn’t change, and he ignored her question.
“Why wouldn’t she be? You had her dropped off in full view of her brother’s posse. Did you know she was sold to the bratva?”
“No, I did not know,” his voice was quiet. “I would have been more cautious. She said nothing to me. What a f*****g mess.”
“It is a mess, but we’ll handle it.”
“Bellona is cleaning up my father’s mess and I don’t like it.” Addy spoke harshly, revealing he knew Arwen had been made aware of the debrief since she hadn’t divulged their name. “You should turn her over to me and let me deal with it.”
“And disobey a direct order from my Alpha and my Artemis? Nope. Sorr
