Bryce stared back at Tessa. Unlike Tessa who was trying to lower her head and act like it was normal to get interviewed by a rival to her pack, Bryce maintained his stare without hiding it.

She walked over to the table and dropped her document on the desk, exposing the side of her neck which was not covered by her waist-length hair.

‘’Come in, and take a seat.’’ Monica, one of the interviewers who had a strict expression on her face and was selected from the disciplinary section of the company said roughly to Tessa after she had greeted them.

Bryce knew that the other interviewers could not sense...