#Chapter 44: Challenge

Sarah POV I handed over five business cards and ate a bite of spiced ahi tuna from my poke bowl. Zane frowned at them. “What are these?” I chewed and swallowed. “Alpha she-wolves who want you to be with them during their next heat.” Zane laughed, drawing a few looks from our fellow diners. Many had left the convention center for lunch, but they’d reserved a table for me, Zane, and other speakers at the summit in one of the larger conference rooms they’d set up with a caterer. My poke was delicious, and I was wondering if Zane might think it was a come-on if I asked to try a bite of his chimichurri steak. He tossed the cards on the table. “I should have warned you, my bad. Just tell them in future I have no intention of siring a pup I’m not going to stay to raise.” I smiled at him pleasantly to hide the real smile I wanted to make, the one that reflected the warmth in my stomach and the flush threatening to rise on my cheeks. I wanted to talk about his speech, so with some