Alexander’s POV
"Alpha, Miss Bella is here to see you. She's waiting in the lobby as we speak," Johnson's voice echoed through our mind-link.
I lifted my head from the stack of files on my desk, my wolf Fenrir stirring restlessly within me.
I leaned back in my seat, wondering why she was here this time. Had she concocted another lie she thought I would believe? I wouldn't be surprised if she claimed to have leukemia now.
I pressed the call button. “Send her up.”
"Right away, Alpha," Johnson's voice immediately responded.
Moments later, I watched as the door opened silently. Bella walked in, her scent of vanilla and jasmine filling the room.
My eyes scanned her from head to toe; she was dressed in a black turtleneck dress that hugged her figure, her plum lips coated in a rich red col
