About the book
He wore a black t-shirt and jeans like the men outside, not what she would've expected from a guy in Tower A who owned half the city, or an underworld lord people were scared to talk about. A bead of sweat rolled down her neck into her cleavage, and dear lord, she remembered what it had been like being looked at by him with both his eyes. Alpha braced himself, and entered, going straight to the door she indicated, not knowing what he’d find behind, but ready to battle for it. They were on their way to one of Alpha’s clubs in the city, her old request to meet some of his girls something he was finally fulfilling.