---- man. "That might be difficult," he murmured, stepping into my space again. I immediately stepped back. He chuckled darkly. "But seeing as I've already claimed you," -his eyes dropped to the fading hickey on my neck-"1'll do my best to restrain myself." My cheeks flared with heat, and I scowled. Asharp knock shattered the moment. Alpha Michael didn't hesitate-he turned and opened the door. A gasp rang out. "Alpha Michael!" The butler-no, the man standing there-looked utterly shaken. "Why are you standing? What about the wheelchair?" ---- My blood ran cold. He knew? Alpha Michael leaned lazily against the doorframe, utterly unfazed. "Becky's aware of the truth." I stared at him in disbelief. "Wait. He already knew?" The butler-no, whatever he was- glanced between us nervously. Alpha Michael gave a small smirk. "Of course. He's not just my servant." I narrowed my gaze. "Then what is he?" Alpha Michael's voice turned grave. "My Beta. My enforcer. And the only one helping me expose what really happened to my mother." I frowned. "You think Alpha David had something to do with her death?" ---- His eyes gleamed again-cold, calculating, and deadly. "J don't think," he said. "I know."