Chapter 27

• Gina plastered the handwritten guidelines on the wall, staring at them as if the paper contained the Rosetta Stone to coexisting. The alpha, in turn, stared back, utterly clueless.
• “These are my rules for living together,” she declared, her voice tight. “If we can abide by them, respect each other's space despite this…child we share, then maybe, just maybe, our mutual loathing won't implode. I can’t assure you that we would get along, never would that happen. but we might be able to stand each other’s presence”
• Her voice softened, almost pleading. “And if you retrieve the staff from Boris, vanish forever, never to darken my door again, that would be ideal.”