Chapter One: The Interview

As I stood in front of this tall glass building at the edge of the city I felt both excited and nervous at the same time. The sign on the building, "Sicurezza del Pacchetto Ombra" was a proud one for me, as it depicted the place where I hoped to spend my summer internship as an intern.

It had been my decision to leave my pack in order to study at a university run by humans. Well, technically, I am still part of my pack, and I am now only considered to be temporarily away from my pack due to my schooling. Since my father is the Alpha, he made sure that I was attending a school that was close enough for me to check in on a monthly basis with him.

I also didn't benefit from arguing. Despite how much I liked my pack, I wanted to be on a different continent. The distance between me and my family was a hundred miles, but I had to accept it. From my father's perspective, it was the farthest I could be away from them.

Eventually, my friends tried to talk me into staying, finding my mate, maybe becoming a Luna. Every girl dreams of being a Luna, right? That's not for me, I'm going to make my own success, not because I married an Alpha.

I didn’t want to end up like my mother that literally bore pups yearly. I am pup number five, the one that often ended up being unseen.

As far as single Alphas were concerned, my sisters and I were prized commodities. You see, both of our parents are Alphas. The blood in our family was pure Alpha. What's the big deal? There's no point in enviously seeking me out simply because of my genetics.

Therefore, I left the pack life to study Business and Data Security in a human university. It's my Senior year starting in September, and I'll graduate in a year.

My heels clacked on the tiles floors once I had entered the building. I followed the signs directing interviewees to the elevator. The signs all stating for those interviewing for the internship to take the elevator to the top floor.

Once the elevator doors opened, I groaned internally, there must have been twenty students here applying for the internship. Suddenly, a young woman walks up to me and gives me a little piece of paper with my number on it. It's possible I smelled wolf on her, but I could be mistaken.

At the moment, my wolf was spouting nonsense and driving me crazy. CarolAnn kept talking! I kept telling her to shut up! That's the name of my wolf, CarolAnn. I'm even more annoyed because I got here early; the interviews weren't supposed to start until eight a.m. Here we are at seven in the morning.

“Stephanie, mate, mate, mate. Our mate is here Stephanie!”

Exasperated I look around and all I smell are humans. “Shut up CarolAnn! I am sure you can smell the humans everywhere. None of them make me what to jump their bone as our parents would say their first meeting was like.”

CarolAnn finally whimpered and receded to the back of my head. I saw a seat somewhat closer to the office, deciding to sit there. I have werewolf hearing and thought maybe I could hear some of the interview questions being asked. I could also see through the tinted glass; normal humans wouldn’t be able to see anything or very vague outlines of images in the office. I had a pretty clear view.

Each time someone came out of the office, they looked sad, angry, or had no expression at all. My senses were also piqued by the smell of delicious crisp bacon. Once again, my wolf started yelling "mate, mate, mate.". My migraine was getting worse, and I had still yet to start and finish the interview process.

Another young man came out of the office to let us know that the President was interviewing personally and was taking a fifteen-minute break and we could all go to the break room and get coffee, tea, or any pastries they had in that room.

The seat I was in was comfy, and I hadn't been moving from it. I watched several applicants -stand up as they shake out their rivets from sitting so long, I'm guessing, taking a much-needed break. After the secretary went in and closed the door, the well-built gentleman got up and went through another door in the office with her. They weren't there long, but she kissed him on the cheek and straightened her skirt. Something about it made me sad, I'm not sure why.

Again, CarolAnn screamed in our head, “That is our mate, mate, mate!”

"Stop it, CarolAnn!" If that is our mate, he has lipstick on his cheek from someone else! Also, even if he was, he wouldn't be able to smell us. We got the pack witch to concoct a couple of spray bottles to mask our scent. I'm not sure I'd want him as a mate. I mean, seriously. "Look, he took that other woman into the other room, and she kissed him."

We don't even know whether CarolAnn's mate is in there, but I could feel her heart break. She might be confused by the smell of bacon. Breakfast might have included bacon.

Everyone had returned from the breakroom seating themselves back in the chairs they previously occupied. I was mesmerized by watching the tall man sitting behind his desk, he had dark brown hair almost black. He was muscular with broad shoulders, the white dress shirt and tie looked uncomfortable on him. I thought what a specimen, however, I had already watched my older brother’s and knew to stay away from some beautiful specimens of men, that would always lead a girl to heartbreak.

I was so lost in my thoughts staring at this man, that at first I didn’t hear my number called. The women next to me saw my number and tapped me and that is when I came out of my trance. I smiled at the man calling my number and walked towards the door of the President’s office, when the scent hit me like a ton of bricks, so much so I tripped and almost fell.

I looked up and saw the presidents name plate state Brock Simmons, I kept looking even farther up and I knew I needed out of this office. I could see him looking at me strangely. I could smell Alpha all over him. The man sitting on the furniture to my right must be his beta he smelled of authority. I handed my resume in earlier and saw him return to looking at it while fidgeting with his collar. I quickly hurried over to his desk and took back my resume, making sure not to touch his hands as he would know then by the sparks he is my mate. I kept thinking “Crap, Crap, Crap, I have to get out of here fast.”

“I am sorry, I made a mistake I am not the one you want for this internship.” I see them look at me like I am crazy, I turn and practically jog out of there, not waiting for the elevator but instead running down the stairs, while my wolf protests the whole way.

Brock’s point of view –

Each time the door opened for the next person, my wolf got anxious, and he couldn't explain why. He gave me so much stress, I needed to de-stress, so I called my secretary and my friend with benefits. I had Janice come in while all the interviewees took a break. I've known Janice since high school, and we hooked up, but nothing serious.

Trying to relieve my stress, Janice pumps my d..k in the back room, but it doesn't get hard. My wolf says our mate is somewhere and he won't let me pleasure myself without her. I've never had that issue in my life. I gave up and zipped up, and Janice kissed me on the cheek, I think out of pity.

I was about to give up interviewing people, I was asking fewer questions and sending people away faster, I just wanted it over. As this woman, who literally had no scent, stumbled into my office, she looked horrified, took her resume back from me, refused the interview, and literally ran away.

After looking at my beta Grayson, I told him to follow that girl. Something's off, and my wolf likes her. Leaving me to find the crazy woman, so that my wolf would shut up, the beta smirked at me seeing me in a state of confusion.

My next step was to call the university and become a professor. Only to find out that except for summer school classes, school was out for the summer. How could I forget that. The dean did offer a position as a professor for the fall educating students on advanced business law. I smiled and told him to send me the contract. I accepted the position.

I was once again in an arousal state due to this crazy interviewee, I had to know why.