Tyrith

I collapsed in my chair. The day’s schedule had gotten brutal. Being a mayor and maintaining my doctoral duties was becoming a problem. I had always been a workaholic, but this was too much. My work prevented me from harboring unwanted thoughts. Not this time. Ever since Lucian used and discarded me, my brain refused to shut down. No amount of work could stop it from thinking about the supreme alpha.

I blew out a long breath. I was a lost cause.

Odessa sauntered into the office with a folder and package. She placed both on my desk.

I straightened. “What else do I have on my schedule?”

“You have the rest of the evening with Mr. Soy.”

Right. We only had a week remaining to get our plan together. Little Sally couldn’t wait forever.

I picked up the package and ripped the top open. “I should get going. We both want to wrap this up.” Without thinking, I shook out the contents on the table. A moldy scent jumped out at me. A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk.

I ho