Logan's POV

She stood in front of the desk arrogantly, her smile full of mystery, as usual. Her gaze pierced through me as if she knew what had happened. Suddenly, a feeling of discomfort hit my chest.

“Cordelia?” I closed the door hard, walking closer with heavy steps. “What are you doing here?” I tried to sound calm, but the tension in my voice couldn’t be hidden.

She smiled faintly, calm as if nothing was wrong. “I was waiting for you, Alpha.”

“I don’t remember asking you to come. How did you know I was here?” I asked in a sharper tone. I stared at her closely, trying to figure...