#Chapter 526: Negative Press

Nathan I settled onto the plush leather sofa in Dan’s lavish sitting room, my gaze automatically drifting to the floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased a breathtaking view of Dan’s bustling pack territory, its lights twinkling in the light of dusk. A glass of scotch swirled in my hand, and the flavor of a luxurious dinner still lingered on my tongue. But despite the luxury that was surrounding me, my skin crawled with discomfort. This had been my life for weeks now—playing the part of the Alpha who was putting on a brave face in the wake of a crumbling marriage. All to maintain my cover and infiltrate Dan’s inner circle from within. And yet, no amount of designer scotch or fancy accommodations could make this charade sit right with me. I hated it here, hated everything that Dan stood for. In a way, I hated that I ever joined the Alpha association to begin with. But in a way, I was also glad that I had; because now, I knew about the sex trafficking ring. And maybe, if I