Chapter 134

Christina's POV Preston saw my hesitation and pushed down on my shoulder again. I gripped the table edge, ready to hurl a plate at him, when Preston sent a mind-link to me. His voice appeared in my head. "Chill out. Maxwell can't even get it up. He's harmless. Just sit still and look pretty." I gave him my deadliest glare. He backed away. I slowly turned to examine Maxwell again. His lips parted in what I assume was supposed to be a charming smile but looked more like a predator eyeing its next meal. His skin had that waxy sheen of someone who hadn't seen daylight in years. His eyelids drooped and blinked so slowly I wondered if he was about to fall asleep. "He probably gets winded opening his car door," Akira snarled inside my head. I reluctantly sat down. Preston's hand finally left my shoulder. He circled the table, filled Maxwell's glass, then poured one for himself. "This is Gary Maxwell, Elder from The Sabreridge Pack and Senior VP of Corporate Procurement. This is my cousin, Chr