“How could she not know? Luvena sits almost on his lap during meetings. She walks through this office like she owns the whole tower. Tight skirts. Laughing at every word he says.”
“Poor Luna,” Shaelyn sighed. The pity in her voice hurt more than anger. “She just lost her pup, right? And now her mate is sleeping with his secretary during work hours.”
“Males are terrible,” the second woman said. “But honestly Luna Ashara seems kind of weak, doesn’t she? Everyone in this building knows, even the interns and the guards. If it were me, I would have destroyed this place already. But she just smiles and brings him lunch.”
“Maybe she’s just pretending not to see it. Or maybe she only cares about the money.”
“Should we warn Alpha Jareth?” Shaelyn asked quietly. “His Luna might walk in on them.”
“Hell no!” the other woman whispered sharply. “Are you crazy? We would lose our jobs. Alpha Jareth would blame us for letting her come upstairs. Let’s just wait. Luna Ashara seems too soft anyway. She passed the office earlier and did nothing. She probably heard them and ran away.”
Then they laughed. The sound echoed against the tiled walls like sharp claws.