Chapter 38

Author “My apologies for the delay,” she said, her voice a smooth. A polite, professional smile graced her lips as she addressed Beta Jayden. “I hope I haven't kept Dam...Alpha Damien waiting.” Beta Jayden merely gave a curt nod, leading her towards the conference room. When Alpha Damien Gatsby looked up from the contract on the table, the air in the room shifted. For a fraction of a second, a crack appeared in his formidable Alpha composure. His black eyes, usually so cold and assessing, widened almost imperceptibly. It was her. Yelena Tyler. He recovered in a heartbeat, the mask of the ruthless Alpha candidate sliding back into place. “It's of no consequence. Let's begin,” he stated, his voice a low rumble that brooked no argument. He strode to the head of the table, pulling out the chair opposite her with a quiet scrape before sitting, his large frame dominating the space. The negotiation was a sharp, intellectual dance. Yelena, representing Monami Group's Western division, was ever