I picked up my chopstick. It might have been Waylen’s presence, but I was super nervous, so the sticks slipped through my hand. Waylen retrieved them without a word. He positioned them in my hand and returned to minding his business. I dug into the fish, unable to take more than a bite.
“You should eat. Our client may be late,” he muttered. He was already halfway into his food, acting like this was regular for us.
Midway into my meal, he extracted an envelope from his breast pocket and slid it closer to my tray. I finished the rice before picking it up. What if this was my last meal as his assistant before he fired me? I ripped the envelope open, and dozens of hundred-dollar bills fell to the table. Using the tip of the chopsticks, I counted about twenty and stopped.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“Compensation.”
I swallowed. The fish rushed up my throat, and I placed a hand over my mouth. Someon
WAYLENI haven’t spoken to Beth since she showed up at the office today. The coffee she brought me had gone cold, but I drank it all. She was on her laptop, typing away and smiling. Who was making her smile? I returned my gaze to the moving figure on my screen, the main reason I was stuck here.The video on my screen was the live feed of her room from yesterday. I only meant to watch it to be sure she was safe, but she had to walk into her room naked, and now I had a mast in my pants.Beth cocked her head slightly like she could hear my thoughts. I leveled her with a scowl, and she sneered. She was so lucky she was smart enough to include that line about not touching her without her permission in the deal. But come Saturday, I would have my chance.I shut the video, willing my erection to go to sleep. How long until she got pregnant?The council was on my neck. I couldn’t ignore them any longer. I rubbed the back of my h
WAYLENI grabbed my jacket draped over the other chair and stormed to the door. Someone was toying with me, and I didn’t take kindly to that. I stepped out right as Beth was about to walk into my office, and we bumped into each other. The impact sent her flying back. Her hands sliced through the air, reaching for me in a last-second attempt to save herself. But it was too late as her butt met the ground.Angry eyes raised toward me as she picked herself off the floor. “You could have caught me.”“You said not to touch you without your permission, remember?” She snarled, and I winked. “You should have shouted a warning or something. Called out for help.”“Right,” she spat out.“What do you need, Beth?”Panic flashed across her face. She pointed at the open door of my office and brushed past me. Walking over to the mess I made on the floor, she picked
New day. Another bullshit lie. Client? What client? Waylen didn’t have a meeting for the rest of the day. He was just not getting to me, he was under my skin, an itch that was turning permanent. I pulled out my phone, doing my hardest to ignore him while he cleared his desk. All he was good at was moving his meetings and forcing me to dates.Me: You owe me your life.Joe: He said yes?I rolled my eyes. I would never have done this if Joe wasn’t the sweetest man I knew.Me: Yes. But wait for HR to contact you.Waylen had the decency to come along with his briefcase. The ride to the restaurant was quiet. I didn’t give him a chance to strike up a conversation. All his attempt was shut down with a monotone response. We reached, and I opened my door before he could. He eyed me with a note of curiosity and slight annoyance, and it took all I had not to lash out at him.We walked side by side to the restaurant. W
It was not a request, it was an order, and the only available option was yes. We stopped at the entrance, and Waylen opened the door. Rain lashed at us, not too hard to leave damage but strong enough to plaster the ends of my ponytail to my face. Maybe Mom and Lynn stayed back at home. It was the wisest option. If they were on their way, they would have texted me. But Mom had a spare.“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.The floor was wet with rain. Rain so strong you could hardly see before a few miles. No one was outside, save for us. I nodded again, more for my sake. Waylen groaned, strapping the briefcase over his shoulder. He undid the last two buttons of his jacket.“If we make a run for it, we won’t get too wet.”Right after the words left my lips, I dashed for his car. I steeled myself for the impact of the rain on my face, but it never came. Waylen was close, his jacket held over my head like an umbrel
I pulled my knees up to my chest, glaring at the door and confused by the thoughts swimming in my head. Why was I hurt? I didn’t want to be around Waylen. That man was annoying, a fucking psychopath.A soft knock sounded on the door about five or ten minutes later. I cleared my throat. “Who?”Waylen poked his head into my living room. I tucked my relief behind a mask of annoyance.“Do you want me to stay and watch a Gerard Butler movie with you?”“If you don’t have…” I trailed off at the glare he sent my way. Nodding, I replied, “Yes.”Waylen was barely in the living room when I hopped on one leg to set up the movie. Law Abiding Citizen. It was old but one of my favorite movies of Gerard Butler.“Seen Law Abiding Citizen yet?”“What’s that?” he asked.Waylen had gotten comfortable on t
WAYLENThe room was too quiet. The one advantage I had was their inability to read my mind. I stood before the council, hands crossed at my crotch. The governor was at the head of the table, flanked on the right and left my other members of the council. Did the people of Indiana know their governor was a werewolf? Sadly, they would never find out.“You broke the rules,” Governor Kane said.Oh, right. They were still not over the fact I buried Father without their permission or blessing. I tilted my head back to match his fierce stare. His platinum blond brows drew together over icy blues eyes that would have sent chills running down the spine of a regular human or wolf. But I stood straighter.“What rule?” I asked.A chuckle came from Kane’s left. There were thirteen other men present here, and it was too much of a hassle to remember their names. The final decision would come from Kane, after all. Father used
WAYLENI stood there, head bowed until every last one of them was gone. Beth would have a good laugh at me if she saw me now. The great asshole also answered to someone—people. I wiped the sweat decorating my forehead. I couldn’t put Beth down, and I needed a plan. Fast.My phone buzzed on my way outside. I waited until I was inside the car to check it. There was an unread text from Rey.Rey: over?Me: fortunatelyRey: so?Me: badRey: we will talk when you get backBut I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to fight. I ran my fingers through my hair. There was one pressing issue. Beth wasn’t pregnant. They couldn’t find that out. I kicked the car into drive and headed straight to the pack house instead of the hotel closer to work.From the distance, the giant expanse of land beckoned on me. Things were in order because of the council, but we needed a little ruck
The shoebox on my table was the first thing I spotted once I opened my office door. I tiptoed inside and dropped my handbag on the chair. I could almost tell who it came from, and I wasn’t disappointed when I opened it to a note with my boss’ initials. No message. Just W.E.P. I shut the box without removing the shoe to check if it fitted. It was the same pair from the day I sprained my ankle. This one was brand new. Oh, Waylen.I darted a look at the glass wall separating our offices and frowned. My reflection stared back at me. That wasn’t right. I should see into his office, not myself. I edged closer to the wall and curved my hand around it, but my eyes stared back at me.Waylen changed it. I stormed to his door and took a deep breath. He was still my boss. Whatever happened last week didn’t make us friends or lovers.After a quick succession of knocks on Waylen’s door, I opened it when I got no reply. His scent hung heavy in the
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The door shut after Malik, and I switched off the lights. Sleeping was futile. I tossed and turned until I fell into a fitful sleep. The following day, I was still cranky. I splashed water on my face and made my way into his room. He was seated on the bed. But I ignored him as I walked past to the bathroom to get the spare toothbrush. I finished brushing and returned to meet him in that same position. He looked exhausted. What was I even doing here in his room? I had a toothbrush in the guest room. I was supposed to be ignoring my mate, but worry gnawed at my chest. Folding my arms on my chest, I tapped my foot on the floor, and he slowly lifted his head to meet my gaze. Sad, gray eyes connected with mine. My insides tingled, but I scowled. “Are you okay?” I almost barked. “No.” His reply floored me. The softness of his voice made my arms drop to my sides. Did he transition at night? Except from the tiredness in his eyes, he looked okay. “C
No, no, no. This was not my Malik, even if they looked alike and my body liked him. One, he was acting weird and more aggressive. His eyes constantly flicked between green and gray like he was contesting with his wolf. My thighs throbbed, not only from being in his presence but because they had been forced open while his fingers assaulted my pussy. I needed him so badly that as he ignored my plea to stop and continued thrusting into my wetness, part of me wanted him to keep going until my orgasm. But I also needed to put my foot down. If I could punish Waylen, I could punish Malik too. “Malik,” I called out, my voice louder. My body reacted in all the ways it should, and he continued to use that to his advantage. “What?” he barked, an unusual chill in his voice. He retracted his fingers to suck them clean. His eyes were different colors. One gray, one green. I didn’t know who was in charge. “Wolf got your tongue? Can’t talk anymore?
MALIKThe weekend passed, and we were still not on talking terms. Elizabeth was back to the office. Except for passing vital information when necessary, she wouldn’t talk or look at me. I loved my mate, I needed her, but if she wasn’t sure how she felt about me anymore, maybe some space would be good for her. Staying in the guestroom hadn’t improved her mood. It was worse. I parked in the garage, and as usual, Elizabeth stepped out of the car without waiting for me to open her door. That didn’t bother me as much as knowing she would head into the guestroom and I wouldn’t see her until tomorrow morning. The council was a part of me. I had separated myself enough from them by refusing to be a part of the table. But I couldn’t cut ties with them. Not right now. Governor Kane raised me. I still reported to him. I followed after my mate without trying to make conversation. It was futile. Nothing I said would be good enough. After a quick shower, I turned
My head was reeling. I was baffled. He lied. Malik lied to me. I walked back to the guestroom door to be sure it was locked. God, I wanted to leave this place. But the only option was with Waylen. He would gloat. I fell back to the bed with a sob, my hands covering my face as I let it all out. Fumi could have died. What was the point? To endear himself to me? That was unlike him. Puffing out a breath, I kicked off my shoes and tucked myself in bed without changing out of my dress. I fell into a fitful sleep and woke up feeling even more awful. My eyes were bloodshot red. My mind and body were exhausted. I tried to forget the conversation from yesterday, but it rolled back in too slowly to be ignored. Slumping into the seat in front of the mirror, I patted my cheeks and forced a smile to my lips. Thinking that I still had to go to work today made me want to return to bed and cry myself to sleep again. I defended Malik against Waylen so many t
MALIKElizabeth and Waylen looked perfect with her seated on his lap. I was almost hesitant to call their attention to me, but it only took a few seconds for Waylen to notice me. My hand raised in a wave that never happened. There was something different about him, not anything callous but relaxing. I slipped onto the couch opposite them as Elizabeth smiled. I knew how to tackle angry Waylen, but this version was something else. Scary. “Malik,” Elizabeth said. I noticed his arm on her waist. Instead of creating any more awkwardness by having her come to hug or kiss me, I stretched out my hand to her, and she placed hers over it. I dropped a kiss on her knuckles, and she chuckled. She was happy, the happiest I had seen her in a while. I couldn’t say if Waylen saw it, but this was what I meant when I always said, her happiness depended on both of us. “Did you have any trouble locating the place?” “No. It was pretty easy, love.” Waylen was
WAYLENI thought my day was good when I received an early morning nude from Beth. But it had only gotten better. A sleeping Beth snuggled in my arms while I worked was better than a picture of her naked body. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. It hadn’t taken too long for her to fall asleep after her release. I kissed my mate’s hair, smiling as my fingers worked on the laptop. Kane didn’t have any more people to kill from my end. Beth was safe. Alice and Evelyn were also in safe hands. The only unresolved issue was my relationship with Malik. I agreed to the meeting for Beth’s sake. She had been so generous with those pictures, but above that was the exhaustion. I was tired of our constant fights. Kane hadn’t provided the evidence yet. But until he did, I could pretend to tolerate Malik. A whimper from my mate made my fingers halt. Beth stirred but didn’t make any other move. I finished typing out the letter and closed the file. We needed replac
Today was a good day to reach out to Waylen again. I had learned that a nude was the fastest way to get a reply from him, so I went into the bathroom to get two pictures of me before texting him. Malik had left for work already. I would join him later. If I got Waylen to meet me, then Malik would be joining us at the venue. The time for games was over. They needed to talk so we could find a permanent solution to the council and prevent another painful rut for Malik. I also wanted my freedom and independence, that of my sister and mom too. They couldn’t go anywhere without someone watching. It was an exhausting life for all of us involved. Waylen hadn’t replied yet. The message hadn’t been read, so I figured he was busy. I smeared my lipstick with my index finger, covering every inch of my lips with red. My dress was knee-length and easily accessible. Hopefully, I could get a real dick today. If not Malik’s, then Waylen’s. My phone rang as I finished with my m
WAYLENThe lines on the paper blurred the longer I stared. I tapped the tip of my pen to the sheet, creating a bigger dot on the same spot. Firing Beth or having her quit had to be at the top of the most stupid things I had done in my life. I yanked my tie, loosening it as I kicked my legs out. I hadn’t gotten a new assistant and probably wouldn’t until she returned to work. I rechecked my phone to see if she had sent another picture of her boobs. When she sent that one on Friday, I had gone into the nearest bathroom to check for her. My forgiveness couldn’t be earned so quickly, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t have fun while at it. The only genuine apology she owed me was for always throwing Malik in my face, putting me second when I should be first. I was her first mate, the one who decided how things would go with her and Malik. Thoughts of Beth took a backseat as I stared at my desk. I bunched the paper and tossed it in the trash can by the door. My finger