Alaric POV
And worse, imagining Cory wiping her tears with those cursed hands of his... The ones I'd cut off soon enough.
Fuck.
"Leave, Sylvia, and never return." I said to her, releasing my Alpha command on her, and she obeyed like a helpless pet.
I had to use my command. Otherwise, she wouldn't give me the peace and quiet I demanded at the moment.
"Wait for me in the car. I'll be out in a minute." I told Jasmine as I caught sight of her heading toward the elevator at the end of the hall. I barely spared her a glance before turning back to Edward.
We were discussing a replacement for Sylvia when he dropped a golden opportunity in my lap—Fred Anderson, Valor Lante Technologies' former Head of Operations, had just walked out on them over a salary dispute. A man like that on my team? Perfect.
"I won't be riding with you. Cory will take me home today." I heard her say, and I froze instantly.
