Third Person’s POV.

“Come in.”

The door opened and Bane stepped inside. He stopped a few feet away from Jason before lowering his head respectfully.

"She's home, sir.”

Jason turned to face him in a hurry.

“You’re sure?” he demanded, narrowing his eyes.

“Yes, Alpha,” Bane replied. “I followed the cab myself.”

Jason’s shoulders eased slightly; but only for a moment.

Then his brows pulled together again as he pressed his palm against his forehead, trying to recall what Bane had said earlier.

“And I thought you said she met with Dahlia?”

Bane nodded quickly.

“She did, sir. Right after she left your office. Miss Dahlia stopped her outside the...