Chapter 29

Christina's POV My brain was doing somersaults. I knew the Laurents were throwing this party, but I'd thought Hudson was just a guest, not the bloody Alpha himself. Hudson hadn't exactly lied to me, but neither had he told me the full truth about his position in the pack. Then something his friend had said earlier lit up in my head, and I circled back, "If this is your house, why the hell did you rent the apartment opposite mine?" Hudson looked me dead in the eye, his intensity making my heart skip. "Well, the whole building belongs to The Sabreridge. I stay there sometimes when I need space from the pack house." "That's how you knew I'd moved there. I'm your... tenant?" The realization settled uncomfortably. He nodded, watching me carefully. Another memory struck me."And La Vache Dorée Restaurant? You own that too?" He nodded, face impassive. "And the bar?" Damn it, I couldn't even remember its name. "The one where we... the night we..." Where our wolves had nearly claimed each other