LILA'S POV

Tell me about a five-star hotel, and I'll tell you never to miss the decor... the luxury... Fuck. This was more than I could explain.

An hour ago, a Lamborghini Aventador had pulled up to my house before I even had time to prepare.

Two men in black suits, dark glasses, and well-polished shoes stepped outside as they headed for my door.

I identified one to be Nicklaus immediately after he pulled off his glasses.

His words were crisp and short. "The Alpha said we should do the courtesy of bringing you to the event."

I glanced back at the car, disappointment etching my face at the fact...