ElaineI sat in the kitchen, munching on cereal and milk. I took a deep sigh as my gaze held on my phone. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it as I played with my food. Today marked the third day as I was waiting to hear feedback from Roma Aesthetics about my application. “Maybe they won’t call me anymore.”My heart sank to the thought and proceeded to eat my breakfast unenthusiastically. It had been three days since I submitted my CV, but no one from Roma Aesthetics had called me back for a follow-up. My heart was full of hope when I first applied, but now I was starting to worry about securing a job with them. My food lost its taste, and my mind began to fill with negative thoughts. I hated it.“Ugh… Plan B then.”I went to the living room and grabbed my newly bought newspaper. I took another deep breath as I scanned the section for job hunting. One by one, I searched for a suitable job. After marking those possible options for me, I stood up to bring my plate to the sink before ty
Elaine After what felt like an eternity, he finally broke the silence with his response. I held my breath, bracing for whatever might come next.“You're unique, Miss Scott. But I find it rather refreshing,” the CEO chuckled lightly. His reaction caught me off guard, but I couldn't help but feel relieved that he appreciated my unexpected honesty. As he met my gaze, As he met my gaze, he delved into storytelling mode sparking my interest.“You made me remember my mother today. For that, I would like to thank you. I was a product of my mother’s resilience after getting away from my psycho father. Divorce saved me and my mother from him. If there’s anyone who could understand your situation right now, it’s none other than me.”Mr. Smith grabbed my papers and read for a few seconds before continuing,“Your work experience is not that impressive. Well, considering your difficult situation, I understand why your options are limited. But as long as you’re willing to learn, adapt quickly, and
Of all the wolves I could encounter today, why did it have to be my estranged husband, Tristan Hale?“Sorry for the short notice, Elaine. You can sit here so you can easily hear us,” Mr. Smith stated as he gestured to the seat on his right, opposite Tristan. I nodded and smiled awkwardly, bowing my head to acknowledge Tristan’s presence. I didn’t want to cause any ruckus on my first day. Mr. Smith didn’t deserve it, considering the opportunity he gave me by hiring me at this company.With that, I took a deep breath and tried my best to act professionally. Yet, it seemed impossible, seeing how Tristan was smirking as he gazed at me.My stomach clenched with discomfort. I tried to compose myself, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. My hands felt clammy, but I forced myself to act naturally. To distract myself, I pretended to write something, though my hand trembled slightly. I couldn’t see him, but I was certain Tristan’s eyes were fixed on me through my peripheral vision, making
ElaineI forced myself to stay calm, pulling my arm away from his grasp. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m working as Mr. Smith’s secretary,” I replied coolly."Secretary? You’re working as a secretary?” he snapped in disbelief. His grip on my arm tightened as he continued to glare at me. “Are you hearing yourself, Elaine? You're an Alpha’s wife, and here you are, embarrassing yourself. Tell me, Elaine, are you doing this to annoy me? Did you apply to Roma Aesthetics because you want to humiliate me? Tell me. Because if you do, then you are winning! You are humiliating me to the fullest with this act!”I scoffed, feeling a strange satisfaction at his discomfort. "I don’t care. Whatever you do or feel is not my concern anymore."“What the fuck did you say?” he said, narrowing his eyes with anger.I snapped my arm from his grasp and said, “I said, you are no longer my business. You can do or feel whatever you want without worrying about my opinion. I am done with you, Tristan. We are so done. So,
Tristan"Hi, Tristan! Good thing you’re already here!” Megan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.I felt a sense of confusion creeping into my thoughts as I tried to understand what I was seeing. Megan stood before me, her bags scattered around her, giving the impression that she intended to stay here for long. I felt surprised and a bit annoyed. Megan should have known that I don't like surprises, especially ones like this. We hadn't even discussed moving in together yet, let alone made any plans.The maids looked just as startled as I was, their wide eyes suggesting they were already gossiping about Megan's unexpected arrival.I gently removed Megan's hands from my neck, signaling for her to be more discreet in front of the maids. My mind raced, trying to figure out what this meant for my reputation among the pack, which was already delicate, thanks to my stubborn wife."What do you think you’re doing?" I asked firmly, trying to comprehend her sudden appearance. "Why are you
Tristan"Hi, Tristan! Good thing you’re already here!” Megan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my neck.I felt a sense of confusion creeping into my thoughts as I tried to understand what I was seeing. Megan stood before me, her bags scattered around her, giving the impression that she intended to stay here for long. I felt surprised and a bit annoyed. Megan should have known that I don't like surprises, especially ones like this. We hadn't even discussed moving in together yet, let alone made any plans.The maids looked just as startled as I was, their wide eyes suggesting they were already gossiping about Megan's unexpected arrival.I gently removed Megan's hands from my neck, signaling for her to be more discreet in front of the maids. My mind raced, trying to figure out what this meant for my reputation among the pack, which was already delicate, thanks to my stubborn wife."What do you think you’re doing?" I asked firmly, trying to comprehend her sudden appearance. "Why are you
ElaineI was slowly adjusting to my role as Mr. Smith’s secretary. Thanks to Ester, my transition had been much smoother.That morning, Ester and her husband, Jensen, came to the office to gather her things. It was Ester's last day before her maternity leave, and everyone came by to say their goodbyes.Everyone gathered around, offering parting gifts and heartfelt words for her. "This is for the baby," said Susan, handing over a beautifully wrapped package."Just a little something to welcome the new arrival," added Mark, giving Ester a small, intricately carved wooden rattle.Ester’s husband, Jensen, helped her carefully place her belongings into a box. They worked together seamlessly, sharing quiet smiles and occasional laughter. Jensen's gentle demeanor and supportive presence were evident in the way he handled Ester’s things with such care. Elaine was one lucky she-wolf to have a supportive and caring husband like Jensen.As I watched them, I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.
ElaineToday was such an important day for Roma Aesthetics, with Mr. Smith set to have an emergency meeting involving a critical project with the department heads. As Mr. Smith’s secretary, it fell upon me to prepare for this crucial gathering. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, meticulously curating the agenda, gathering crucial documents, and ensuring the meeting room was flawlessly set up, leaving no detail overlooked. I waited for them patiently while holding my clipboard, ready to jot down notes as usual.A few minutes later, the participants arrived. Everyone was seated in their respective seats, waiting for Mr. Smith to arrive. When he did, he took his place at the head of the table.Nancy Green from marketing sat to his right, looking especially pleased with herself. She never missed a chance to remind us of her importance. To her left were John Carter from client relations and Karen Mitchell from the creative team, both experienced and respected in their fields. A few