Page 18 of The SnowFang Storm


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“What woman?” I asked.

“The one who went to your husband’s office building that day.”

I smirked at her. “I don’t see how that concerns you.”

“Everything in this city concerns us,” she said with just a touch of warning.

I turned my back on her. “I am willing to discuss that with your Alpha and Luna as a matter of curtesy. You and I have nothing to discuss.”

Her shoes squeaked again as she twisted back around and left the locker room.

I hurried with my shower so I could get a look at Maya’s escort. When I emerged into the front of the gym, Sterling was already waiting for me, but Maya was nowhere to be seen.

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“Who was the female?” Sterling asked.

I settled down into my seat before answering. The weak sunlight glowed on the plane’s polished wing. “Maya. A GranitePaw. And she mentioned Janice.”

“Well, well, well. Consider me not surprised. So what did that she-wolf want?”

“Fishing. Wanted to know what we did with the Janice paperwork. I told her I’d be happy to discuss the particulars with her Alpha and Luna. I’m not surprised Janice was a GranitePaw plant, but I can’t fathom why GranitePaw would even bother. If they want our attention, they know where we live. Why fabricate a registration ruse when they can just throw a brick through the window?”

He raised a brow. “To see if we’d take it. To see if you could spot it.”

“Then I guess it’s a good thing I spotted the birth certificate as a fake and shredded all of it.”

“Cold.”

My nerves jangled, and I gulped around the sudden cotton dryness of my mouth. “But why would GranitePaw even bother?”

Sterling resettled himself as if all this pleased him immensely. “I suspect there are multiple packs concerned with you knowing more than you should.”

“I know lots of things I shouldn’t know. A lot. And none of that is a secret. Chroniclers don’t have assistants, they have apprentices. But why would the GranitePaw care?”

“I’m sure we’re going to find out. They just waded across the prestige ocean to deal with us. Speaking of deals that nobody wants to do, did you look at that packet for Ronald? And I don’t just mean the survey. You did tell me you were going to review the rest of it.”

How many items had he just checked off the list? Four in the span of five minutes? My tea hadn’t even gotten cool. “I did, but you’d be better off asking a fortune cookie. What do I know if those numbers are overly optimistic or not?”

“You wanted to be involved in how I make my money. Unless you want to swap to being the disinterested wife who isn’t concerned with where her dinner comes from.”

“Are you trying to piss me off? You know damn well that’s not what I want. What next, another smack with the pearl-strung whip?”

“You do enjoy spankings.”

“With your hand. Your bare hand. Gaia, I wonder what words were used to describe you in Case’s personality matrix.”

“Impatient, assured, and aggressive. What about you?”

“Adversarial, unvarnished, and pragmatic.”

He chuckled and laced his fingers in his lap. “They had to break out their vocabulary to figure out how to describe you.”

“Is that a compliment?” I asked dryly.

“It is. I told you, my Luna, I am but a blunt object.”

“Are you trying to be charming?”

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