>Once in a grand office with polished woodwork, carpeted floors, and a wall-sized window with a perfect view of the territory with the skyline.He was still fuming when Miss Williamson walked in nervously and closed the door behind her, her skirt somehow higher than normal and a button undone on her neckline.“Alpha Councilor. Sir, I will personally see to it that this rude employee doesn't ever get to see another restaurant in this or any territory. She is a new hire and started yesterday. It must’ve been a case of misjudgment by the hiring crew.” She blamed me blatantly for the entire catastrophe that had happened.My jaw dropped and my eyes widened in shock. I was the victim. I was being manhandled and she dared turn it around on me?Xavier’s nose flared at her words as he looked at her sharply, scaring her speechless for a second.He leaned back at the table and crossed his arms, raising a brow, “I thought, you as a manager, were responsible for all the new hires. Wh
>I was furious when I saw the way Zoe was getting treated. I had no idea who the kids were, but they had no right to come to my restaurant and treat my mate like that.Spike had taken over immediately and beaten those kids to a crisp. I am pretty sure I was going to kill the one who had her in her lap if she hadn’t stopped me.One look and I knew who I was going to fire for letting this happen at all.Once in my rarely used office, Williamson had started spewing nonsense oblivious to the fact that she was digging her own grave. I had let her go on and I was proud that Zoe had stood up for herself. I was not sure how long things had been this awful for the employees of my establishment but I was glad that I was not too late,Seeing Zoe in a waitress uniform had surprised me. I was under the impression that she was the ex-Beta’s daughter and an event manager. What was she doing starting a job in my restaurant?Before I could ask her anything, she had asked about my well-
>I had talked to Maisie and Aunt Julie when I returned home. I had told them everything and we had reached the conclusion that it was not right to keep working in the restaurant. I was technically Xavier’s client and even though I was sleeping with him, only we knew that fact and it was better to stay that way.So, I was going to have to let go of that job, even though it had a great pay package, and look for somewhere else.Luckily I didn’t have to look very hard.I had gone to meet Angelina and her friend to further discuss the details of the event and somehow the topic of me looking for odd jobs was brought up.Angelina had excitedly offered, “My brother has a partner here who owns a massive boutique. I can drop by with you and introduce you to the manager. She is very sweet and knows me. I can’t promise a job but we can try. I’m sure the package would be nice.”I had to agree even though I was not sure if I should be taking any favors from people I didn’t even know.
>Could my day get any worse?I should not have asked that.I had just helped Miss Alyssa Shaw get dressed into a possible wedding dress for her wedding with my cheating ex-boyfriend.“Why do you hate me so much?” She suddenly asked, still looking at herself in the full-length mirror.“I don’t-” I started, but she interrupted me.She turned to face me and said seriously, “Just because I may act like I only think and care about myself doesn’t mean that it is the only truth. I have noticed the way you glare at me often, each time we meet anywhere. Your animosity is not as well-hidden as you would like it.” “Miss Shaw, I-”“Just call me Alyssa and be truthful. What have I done to offend you so much?” She was genuinely curious, and for a moment, I contemplated telling her and reminding her of our real first meeting in the parking lot of her hotel.Before I could answer there were screams from downstairs.She looked at me alarmed and I told her trying to stay calm, “Ma’am, ple
>I had been working on my ropes for a while now and they had come a bit loose but enough to pull out a hand yet. Alyssa had been crying on and off. I was never great at dealing with emotional stuff. After being taught to ‘suck it up’ for the most part of my life so far. I had no idea what to do or say when a person was crying for such a valid reason as being kidnapped by rogues.Our kidnappers had been gone for a few hours and I only needed around half an hour hopefully to get my hands free. It was going to be easy after that.But lady luck was not on my side. The boss returned with a triumphant grin on his face and I had to slow down and pretend to be crying and hopeless to stall for enough time to take him by surprise. That was the only ball in my court.“I must say I had half expected your guy to not come at all. He has always been a greedy bastard like that.” He told Alyssa and I felt a pain in my chest at the thought that John spent years with me and still left me
>It had been a slow at work. Jacob had informed me that Zoe had resigned from her job at the restaurant. Despite her financial issues, which I was sure about now, she chose dignity and earned the respect of everyone who knew what had happened. Myself included.Jacob had been gone for most of the day, collecting every possible information about Mister Simmons, Zoe’s father, and John.I had wanted to get deep work done on him since Alyssa had returned from her first trip to the horse races and wouldn’t stop talking about this great guy from the neighboring pack.Her trust in me had stopped me from doing it before. Zoe’s case had given me the perfect opportunity to do so without making Alyssa upset.If John was clean, my subconscious would be able to rest and be truly happy for my sister. And if he had any dirt or skeletons in his closet, It is better that everything comes to light before the wedding and not after. Alyssa was too special for me to allow her to get hurt in
>The moment I placed my hand on her shoulder she collapsed. It must be the nerves taking a toll on her.I caught her before she could fall to the ground and carried her fragile body in my arms, hugging her close.Spike had been ready to come out and tear everyone in the cabin who even thought anything wrong about her. Nobody threatened our mate and lived to tell the tale.I drove home in a frenzy. I thought about driving her to her home but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep all night not knowing if she was fine or not.Despite the looks from the staff in the lobby of my building, I went straight to my loft and placed her on the bed. She was still wearing that boutique uniform which in other circumstances would have been great for roleplay but she needed to change.I checked her vitals and made sure she was fine, just blacked-out under stress. I removed the torn uniform from her body as gently as I could, finding it hard to focus on the task at hand when her silky ski
>I woke up groggily to find myself in different yet familiar surroundings.How did I manage to get into Xavier’s bed again? I had no memory of going to his home.Wait, what was the last thing I remembered?I racked my brain and sat up straight.I was kidnapped with Alyssa. John had saved her and left me to the wolves, literally. Xavier had shown up in the nick of time and saved me.Sitting up I felt a sudden cold hit my chest and back. I shivered and looked down to find myself utterly naked. How did I get undressed?I did not feel anything between my legs, so I could assume that nothing of that sort happened. I wrapped the blanket around me and looked around the room. Where was Xavier?I saw a note stuck to the bedside table lamp. It read, ‘Gone to check on Alyssa. Will be back by lunch.’ Impulsively I kissed the paper and folded it.Feeling hungry, I got up and threaded to the kitchen to ransack his fridge.I found half a loaf of bread and some cheese. Thankfully, neithe