Chapter 50 James Where Are You?

• She’d fucked up, good and proper. Wolves, people, had died because of her, and she’d lost Xavier’s trust.
• He’d left her in the lift. Just walked away, leaving her to trail after him, but it was no good. He’d shut the en-suite door on her as he’d showered. When he’d dressed, he’d thrown a keycard on the bed.
• “So you don’t play any more games with my people. Damien blames himself, you know? One of the dead wolves was his nephew.”