I watched as Adrian Valois's eyes scrutinized every detail of my resume. His powerful fingers held the paper with casual authority, and I couldn't help noticing how his jaw clenched slightly as he read. The tension in the room was suffocating.
Leo stood beside his father, practically bouncing on his toes with impatience. The contrast between the stern Alpha and his energetic son would have been amusing under different circumstances.
"What do you think, Leo?" Adrian finally asked, not looking up from the paper. "Do you want Miss Beaumont as your tutor?"
My heart sank. This was it – the moment when the child would say no, and I'd be sent away. I braced myself for rejection, already calculating how many extra waitressing shifts I'd need to cover my father's legal fees.
"Yes!" Leo's enthusiastic response startled me. "She's not boring like the others. She knows about daggers and wolves and stuff. And she doesn't talk to me like I'm stupid."
