Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Elsa

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The door banged open, startling everyone inside. Through the haze of alcohol clouding my vision, I saw Jason Black stride confidently into the room, his expression darkening as he took in the scene-me standing protectively in front of Sophia, surrounded by four predatory Black Obsidian wolves, nine shots of clear liquor lined up on the table like bullets waiting to be fired.

Thank fucking god someone showed up. Nine more shots would’ve put me in the morgue.

Without hesitation, Jason marched straight to my side. In one fluid motion he snatched the shot glass from my trembling hand and emptied it

onto the floor, the liquor splashing across the expensive carpet.

“A bunch of grown men cornering two women? What kind of pathetic display is this?” His voice was deceptively casual, but the threat

underneath was unmistakable.

The red-haired man who’d been pushing drinks on us straightened, his sneer faltering. “This isn’t your business-

“Anything involving my pack members becomes my business,” Jason cut in his smile not reaching his eyes. “Especially when those pack

members are friends with Drake Stone’s personal assistant.”

The atmosphere in the room shifted immediately. The men exchanged uncomfortable glances, suddenly remembering that Jason was part of the

Black Obsidian core families-not someone to cross lightly.

Of course. Not a single one of these dickheads cares about women being harassed, but drop Drake’s name and suddenly they’re shitting

themselves.

Sophia seized the moment, pulling a folder from her bag and slapping it on the table between the liquor glasses. “Since we’re all on the same page now,” she said coldly, “let’s sign this supply contract and be done with it.”

I watched with grim satisfaction as the red-haired man reluctantly scrawled his signature across the bottom of the page. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of movement outside the partially open door-a tal figure with familiar broad shoulders, watching from the shadows. Drake. My heart stuttered traitorously in my chest, but he made no move to enter.

Motherfucker. So he was there the whole time, watching like some creepy ss stalker while these wolves tried to force us to drink? Fuck him

and his power trips.

Congratulations on your new business partnership,” Jason said with mock cheerfulness once the contract was signed. Now get the fuck out.

The men filed out quickly, none of them daring to meet my eyes. As they themselves, giving the shadowy area a wide berth. Drake’s presence, even

ssed the doorway, I noticed how they seemed to shrink into seen, radiated enough dominance to make grown wolves cower.

“Jason, I owe you,’ I said, supporting a slightly tipsy Sophia as we made o bass of the club had faded to a dull pulse, and cool air seeped through the

flushed skin.

way down the dimly lit corridor toward the exit. The throbbing rack under the emergency exit door, bringing welcome relief to my

“You don’t owe me anything, Elsa, Jason replied, his typical playfulness replaced with genuine concern. “Those assholes were out of line.”.

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Ohapter 47

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Sophia banal News against my schuldre. Never thought Id say this, thank you the mumbled They would let me leave until 1 signed

text the way

hughed, the sound echoing in the empty hallway. Not all of us are monsters you know

consumed earlier was hitting me hard now, making the floor te

yoused at the junction that he back to the main club area. The alcohol

Shige bath my feet. My stomach churned unpleasanthy, and I swallowed back the bitter taste rising in my throat

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