#Chapter 259: The Treaty

Hannah The meeting location that Alpha David picked out was, indeed, in neutral territory. And it was far less unsavory than the place where I had met Jen. My eyes immediately locked onto David, who was sitting at a corner table of the upscale lounge with his own security detail surrounding him. The sight of him made my blood boil, memories of our encounter in the parking garage and my subsequent humiliation in his prison flooding back. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. The taste of bile rose in my throat as I remembered the cold cell, the leering guards, the feeling of utter helplessness. “You okay?” Viona whispered, her hand brushing mine as we walked into the lounge. I nodded tightly, but inside I was berating myself all over again. Seeing him in the flesh like this just reawakened those memories, and I still felt like a fool for letting his Beta and guards take me into custody that day. Ho