The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 52

“I don’t know shit. I want to stop the murders just as much as you do. I don’t need to be a part of your fucked up world to want to save innocent lives. It doesn’t matter to me whether they’re shifters, humans, or whatever else exists!” she snaps. “It’s time for you to get the fuck out.”

Instinctively, I know I can’t stay any longer, or it will jeopardize the entire mission. If she’s really not the leak, then I’ll need her help finding it.

I hate being put on the spot and forced to make decisions under duress. But even I can recognize that she needs her space.

“I’ll see you on Monday at work,” I tell her as I get up. “Come straight up to my office after you’re done with your regular job duties.”

She scoffs. “Just like that?”

“Is there anything else you want before I go?” I ask and smirk as I suggestively run my eyes along her body. Even after last night, I could have her again right now.

A few hours in a bed weren’t nearly enough. She doesn’t look too bruised or raw, so maybe I should’ve listened to her when she was asking for more.

“Get out,” she says, holding a kitchen knife in front of her like a sword.

I chuckle and take my leave. Before opening the door, I turn around.

“Try not to think about me too much,” I taunt.

“You wish,” she shoots back. “Arrogant asshole.”

I laugh under my breath as I exit, closing the door behind me.

I take a deep breath of fresh air, allowing myself to believe that Cassie’s not the leak. Her innocence fills me with unexpected happiness. The memory of the way she tasted and felt in my arms brings a ghost of a smile to my lips.

The radicals suck. Big time. But at least I don’t need to deal with the threat alone.

CHAPTER 11

Cassidy

I’m dreading going to work, but the sooner we find a way to eradicate the radicals, the better. I’m not happy with Graham right now, but my job is not to please him. He’s an arrogant asshole who thinks he can scare me into doing his bidding.

How dare he go through my messages?

Fucking prick.

I search my closet for a fresh outfit while also trying to figure out which would be the most comfortable one. If I’m going to spend an insane number of hours working my ass off, I want to feel good in my shoes. Also, that bastard better pay my overtime and then some.

I pick a simple black knee-length skirt, a white blouse, and a black blazer. The last thing I want is to attract anyone’s attention. I want to get my work done and then go up to Graham’s office. Find out if there are other things we can do to stop the leak. Not because I’m scared for my job, but for people’s lives.

If only the prick could get that through his thick head. How dare he accuse me of being the leak?

I enter the Grey Enterprises building and nod at the security guard before scanning my ID card at the reception desk. I take the elevator all the way up to the thirty-seventh floor and go straight to my office.

I’m going to need a strong cup of coffee before I face the day.

Tim greets me at my door, catching me by surprise. He looks in, his eyes widening as soon as he sees me.

“Cassie,” he says and closes the door. He reaches out to me like he’s about to give me a hug, but I shoot him an annoyed look. “Cassie, thank God! I was so worried.”

He opens his mouth to say more, but I glare at him and take a seat at my big mahogany desk.

“Tim,” I say instead, coldly. “The messages you sent were uncalled for. I told you I was taking care of it.”

He blinks his brown eyes at me, worry and affection drawing a fine line on his otherwise attractive face.

“Where are the police then?” he challenges. “I know what we saw, Cass. Who did you tell? The animals on the top floor?”