Chapter 96
Zane's POV
I stared at the receipt in my hand, frowning at the amount I'd just paid to those protestors outside Frostline Enterprises.
"She won't get away with this,"I muttered, crumpling the receipt and tossing it into a nearby trash can as I stalked back to my car. "No one makes a fool of Zane Thorne, Alpha of the Stoneclaw Pack."
My wolf was restless inside me. *She smelled different. Stronger.*
I pushed the thought away.
Whatever game Sylvia was playing, it wouldn't matter once I found Frostline's weak spot and drove them into the ground.
They'd made too many enemies over the years—someone had to have the information I needed.By the time I stormed through the doors of my executive suite, I was ready to tear someone apart.
"What the hell is this garbage?"I snarled, flipping through the pathetic excuse for opposition research my team had compiled on Frostline. "Photos of their building? Public financial statements anyone could find online? This is useless!"
I swept the stack of docum

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