CIAN
My phone buzzed in my pocket as I straightened my collar in the mirror. I pulled it out and saw Ronan's name flash across the screen.
"Miss me already?" he said when I answered.
I grabbed my tie and started looping it around my neck. "I have dinner soon and my mood needs to be cherry as fuck. Don't piss me off. Why did you call?"
"I called about Milo."
My hands stilled on the fabric. "What about him?"
"My intel tells me that he was tried for sexual assault and beheaded early this morning."
The tie slipped through my fingers. I caught it before it could fall completely loose. "Sexual assault?"
"He tried to get off on the Alpha's daughter. He figured she owed him her body for helping her."
I stared at my reflection. The words hung in the air like smoke I couldn't wave away.
"Really."
"That's what I'm hearing," Ronan said. "Multiple sources confirmed it."
"Thank you, Ronan."
