Faced with options

Mia strutted towards Eleanor, a smug look on her face. “What do we owe the pleasure?” she asked, coming to a stop and crossing her arms over her chest.

To her total chagrin, Eleanor did not spare her a look. As if she didn’t see or hear her, she walked right past her and to Thomas. Mia rolled her eyes and scoffed, hiding her embarrassment.

“Why did you remove my access to the pack’s funds?” Eleanor asked Thomas, getting right down to business.

Thomas arched an eyebrow, facing her with an otherwise passive face. It hid the loathing and anger swirling deep inside him. “Why, were you planning to use them to throw a party to celebrate getting your divorce?”

“Thomas,” she said in a serious tone, “I’m not here to play games with you. I want my access back right now.”

He made a mocking sound in his throat. “You humiliated me at the summit and concealed the fact that you found your mate. Taking away your access is the least I can do to teach you a lesson.”

Eleanor stepped closer until they we