Chapter 117


    The days that follow are boring. And, really, who ever wishes for a boring life!? But for me the quiet is


    bliss.


    No attacks, no drop–ins from Council members wanting to take control. No drama from exes or


    girlfriends. No murder


    attempts.


    I feel mostly good, and I make it a point to eat lots of veggies and fruits and lean proteins. I’m in


    ‘nesting‘ mode and focused on staying healthy and positive for my baby. I take a walk each day with


    my brother.


    I’m getting relimated with childhood friends and packmates that haven’t seen me since I was a


    teen.


    Liam takes the time to show me more of our pds and the innovations in the time I’ve been gone.


    As it turns out, the pack has thrived. There are dozens of new families, and a


    slew of kids.


    The rtive peace gives me a chance to analyze the books for Roberts Corp. and they aren’t pretty.


    Living expenses are high and it appears that my dad and his packmates have kept up avish lifestyle


    of travel, gambling and a fleet of exotic cars and private jets, even as thepany was hemorrhaging


    money.


    It may be that revenue was so low that they just didn’t bother to curtail spending because it wouldn’t


    have made a


    difference.


    But they should’ve tried.


    The twenty million from Aaron isn’t going to make a dent–and maybe that’s why he was so chill about


    offering it in the first


    ce.


    I text him. I’m calling a board meeting.


    Time? He texts back.


    Noon.


    Corporate office?


    I’ve never actually been into the main offices. I think I visited once with my dad as a kid.


    Yes, I reply. Then I look at Liam. He’s seated across from me in the living room. “Get someone to ready


    the jet.”


    “For when?”


    “Now.”


    He nods to two of the wolves at the entrance to the living


    room. They move off, presumably to prepare things.


    Liam looks at me oddly then he stares pointedly at my phone. “Where are we going?”


    “California. I’m calling a board meeting.” I nce at the time


    Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    disyed on the screen. “And I expect it to start promptly in


    four hours.”


    “Cutting it kind of close,” Liam says.


    “If the board is doing their jobs, they should already be in their


    offices.”


    He purses his lips. He wants to say something but doesn’t.


    “You do know we’re on the verge of bankruptcy,” I remind him.


    He nods grimly. “Yes.”


    “What aren’t you telling me, Liam?”


    His eyes avoid mine. “Nothing.”


    Hmm. I’m not convinced.


    “I know you go ofnds most nights. We’re in a remote corner


    of Montana. Hours away from any major city. What are you


    up to?”


    He shoves his hands into his jean pockets. I see it. The flinch in his eyes. He’s thinking about lying.


    He’s debating whether he can get away with it because I’m human.


    I hold up my hand. “Stop. I’ve been lied to enough. If you don’t want to tell me, don’t say anything. But


    please don’t destroy


    what little trust we have between us.”


    He rises from his chair and crosses to me. Then he drops to a kneeling position. “You’re my sister and


    my Alpha. I swear to you that I’m not doing anything that isn’t aimed at our pack’s


    best interests.”


    “I know, Liam. I know you’re loyal to our pack.”


    He bows his head.


    But I don’t think it’s a sign of fealty, I think it’s so I can’t see what he’s thinking…