Six weeks off suppressants. An engineered heat. All so I could get revenge on the alpha who dismantled my team’s case in court. I walked into Knot Club with a plan: find Everett Callahan.
Let him claim my heat. Take him apart. Except the courtroom isn’t the only place Everett is a shark. His hands take me apart piece by piece. He asks me questions while I shake apart.
Every honest answer earns me more. Every lie costs me. By the end, I’m crying and confessing and he hasn’t even asked for my name yet. The revenge was a lie. The obsession was the truth.
