Sebestian

"Boss, I'm back." Seth said as he walked into Sebestian's study that the little dog waggled inside after him and sat himself before the boss. Sebestian looked up, his eyes stern and his gaze fixed on his second in command.

"Good, let's go. They found the man who has tried to meddle with our business. Let's hear him out." Sebestian said it with a dark look and a smirk on his face. As he stood up and buttoned his suit jacket, he almost moaned. That smell. Where did it come from? It was a sweet mix between cinnamon and apple, and his Alpha inside perked up and became restless. He looked around and sniffed. He couldn't place it and didn't know where it came from.

"Do you smell that?" he asks.

"what smell. I don't smell anything." Seth said this and looked at his confused boss. He had never seen him act like this. Ever.

They had moved here with the gang over six months ago, and this was the first time he saw the boss out of character. His usual demeanor cracked, and a soft smile could be seen decorating his handsome face. What was happening? He blinked and tried to figure out what Sebestian was smelling that had him looking this way.

"Never mind, let go, or I'll lose my will to torture that man."

"Right behind you, sir." Seth said that and walked after the boss once he had passed him out of his study. Sebastian pulled on his coat as Seth opened the door to let Sebestian out and let him into the sleek, shiny SUV and opened the door to let him in. As he closed the door, he walked swiftly to the driver's side, started the car, and drove off.

They were heading to one of the abandoned warehouses at the back of the little town. As they drove, Sebestian couldn't stop thinking about that amazing smell. He had never been that caught off-guard, and it made him feel things he had never felt. Was this his smell? He had never believed in something like fated pairs, and he thought people were just exaggerating with the stories and how you would know by smell that someone was your mate. Now he was questioning those "made-up stories. This smell was one of a kind, and he had never smelled anything like it before. Was this his smell? And where did it come from? His alpha was very happy with the smell, and he wanted to know who that smell belonged to.

If only Sebestian knew the source of the smell, his inner Alpha wanted him to find out about the person who smelled so good.

But the main question is: how? Sebestian definitely knew no one of his subordinates was his mate because he knew them all and had never smelled this on them. The smell had been inside his study once Seth had walked in with his dog. Maybe they had met someone? He would ask later. His mind was pondering away when they arrived, and Seth opened the door.

Sebestian was a little startled but masked his face quickly, got out of the car, and buttoned his suit jacket back up. Now it was time to do some business, and he needed to be focused. He was going to ask Seth after they finished their business.

Someone had been trying to take over some of his businesses. He had to find out who it was soon.

They walked into the dark and musky room, and in the middle, there was a trembling beta, leaning forward, sitting on a chair, his head bent down. His body was shivering from the cold as he was soaked.

"So, this is the one we've been looking for?" Sebestian said with a sadistic laugh as the man flinched and tried to break free, but his hands were tied behind his back to the chair.

Sebestian laughed again. "Sorry, I can't do it first..." Sebestian said it in a stern voice and walked slowly over to the man in the middle of the room. He had taken off his coat and suit jacket and was now rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white blouse. Before he finished his sentence, he kicked the man's legs. "What were you trying to do?"

The man was silent.

Okay, maybe the man would need a little encouragement, Sebastian thought in his mind.

He signaled Seth for his knife. When Seth brought it over, he watched the man tremble under his gaze as the man watched the sharpness in his hands. He swirled it around in his hand a few times before Sebestian stopped his movements and leaned into the man. The sharp blade of the knife scraped against the man's cheek.

"Want to talk now?" Sebestian whispered close to his face. The man was darting his eyes around, and his lips were tightly sealed. The one he was covering for must be one hell of a man if he tried to anger Sebestian.

His patience was running thin, and a vein was starting to pop on his forehead. He swiftly handled the knife back and stabbed it hard into the man's thigh. A high shrill scream could be heard throughout the building as the man trashed in the chair, the knife deeply stabbed in his upper leg.

"Speak!" Sebestian screamed and twisted the knife a little bit. He was a generous but stern boss. Don't anger Sebestian, or you will really get in trouble. Seth didn't even flinch behind him; he was just standing with his hands behind his back, as if this were the most normal thing in the world.

The man was crying out of pain and stuttered and mumbled.

"Okay, okay, I don't know his name! I only get orders from his men! He'll kill me if you know about him!" The man cried out as Sebestian pulled the knife from his leg. The blood oozed out of his wound as Sebestian grabbed a handkerchief out of his pocket to clean the bloody knife and handed it back to Seth.

"You're going to die either way. No one messes with me." Sebestian said with anger in his voice as he grabbed the man by the hair.

"Names...." Sebestian said, and the man started the ramble incoherently out of a name. But Sebestian heard it.

"I only know this man! He ordered me! Please don't kill me!" The man cried and pleaded for his life before Sebestian kicked his knee hard in the face, his nose cracking, and the man fell unconscious in his arms.

"Seth, get him out of here."

"Alive or dead, boss?"

"Your choice." Sebestian said as he walked away, putting his jacket and coat back on before he retreated out of the building. A heavy sigh left his lips as he stepped outside, smelling the fresh air.

As he was getting his thoughts back together, his phone rang.

"Talk." Sebestian said with a stern voice as he picked up.

"Hey, now not so angry. It's Allen! Are we still meeting tonight at the bar? I have some new information for you."

Sebestian saw that he so wanted to go home and sleep. The last few weeks had been hectic trying to figure out who was trying to sabotage him. But he also needed that information, so he agreed to meet Allen tonight at the local bar here. It was a crowded place, mostly, so they wouldn't be noticed that easily. He had missed Allen; they had been friends for a very long time now, and Allen was his trusted friend. She knew everyone and everything. She is also an Alpha but liked to stay in the background. Sebestian had asked her to come work for him, but she had declined. She only said that she would want to work with him in shadows, so that's what they're doing now. If one or the other needed a favor, they would call each other.

He put his phone back as Seth walked out and closed the heavy door behind him.

"Done?" Sebestian asked, and Seth nodded.

"Let's go."