Beta?

-It's impossible- several exclaimed at the same time, receiving a raised eyebrow from the alpha in response to the new proposal he had given.

Falcon was fast and had priorities on his way. Right now, her partner wasn't one of them. But the work and the meeting in front of him. So he had pulled himself together after the shock of meeting that strange woman and was moving on. Still he couldn't help but sneak a peek at her.

-In that case I will only have to look for more competent people to develop the project- he said seriously.

-Please, President, calm down- one of the executives from the production area spoke somewhat alarmed. Most of them were entering a state of nervous breakdown.

If they knew that he was the one who really had reasons to go into crisis but ...

-I'm calm-

The man swallowed hard before answering again.

-What we were referring to is that it is impossible to do all the three-month work in just 15 days, there are many steps and concepts to fix and ...-

-Then I will look for qualified personnel- he answered again -You know how many people would be willing to be your place in exchange for working more- the beta to whom those words were directed clenched his fists under the table. I hated dealing with alphas, they were as arrogant as the sky itself- I said it and I repeat it, this concept that they had raised will not stand out in the market, many brands have opted for this trend that I propose and the competition will be very close this year and you will not they can afford to lose sales-

Although the man spoke like all the almighty, he was right in what he said. They were broke, the previous boss had been spending the money on women, and they were short on budgets. There was no room for failure

-I think we can achieve it- Silver gave his opinion after hearing the approach of his new boss and seeing the tormented expressions of his colleagues

-It's crazy- the editorial chief with whom she normally had serious problems and who sat in front of her protested- Do you want to show off because we have a new manager and you want favors? -

The young woman's face did not flinch and the others present only remained silent. It was well known of the fights of both and of the little soft words on the part of the female.

-Watch your words Mr. Seft, we are in the same rank and I demand the same respect with which I address you- blunt and neutral tone. The man could only swallow his tongue, again. Some even gave it as a lost cause, that guy did not learn, many had hinted that he liked the girl.

She sighed and continued.

-During the meeting I analyzed the new concept of the president and despite the fact that there are significant changes we can work on the basis of what has been done-

Falcon straightened in his seat. The woman had realized her point. Too fast for your liking. It was good.

He explained to them the procedure with which they could work and accelerate the project, remaining practically the exact days that were required.

-Most of it falls on my department- she concluded- Don't complain so much-

-How many designers are there?- Falcon, hadn't had time to dig into all the workers.

-Besides me, six -

-And with that small number, do you think you can make all the change?- He questioned his ability. In his father's company the design team had to have at least 15 people.

-Don't underestimate us, President. The previous owner was just as unpredictable and we got used to big changes in the last few hours. It only boils down to two words. Overtime, which of course, you will pay at the end of the month-

-Really? - he questioned

-That is something that we cannot refute president- Falcon was annoyed that that man got into the conversation between him and his supposed destined partner, which had not yet responded to him.

 Didn't he smell his alpha, his face and body seemed calm, without any hint of reaction, although maybe it wasn't a good idea to have an omega in heat right there. He preferred to have her to himself alone in the privacy of both his office and his room.

Perhaps three more hours passed when the director left the meeting and dropped the papers with a thud on the table in the design department.

-Guys- her colleagues left what they were doing to attend to her- Big changes, a fifteen-day deadline and an imperfect boss, to work-

***

Silver kept the last document in front of the computer to continue organizing the folder and the materials that he was going to change. She checked the time and it was already past 9 at night. She was hungry, her head hurt, and she was tired. Something very usual in his routine.

She stretched out her arms when an email reached the mailbox on the laptop. She opened it and to her surprise it was her beloved and adored new boss. The one who had caught him looking at her more than once and in a way ...

She didn't want to get any wrong ideas but ...

-And now that you want this one, it wasn't enough for you to screw us with all your work today- She sighed trying not to bother.

She got up and went to his office. Apparently they were the only ones in the entire building because a soul could not be heard and the other apartments were dark. She stopped short in front of the elevator without touching the button.

That didn't smell good to her, and if he wanted ... He could be a well-dressed man, relatively young, that didn't mean he was a pervert. She didn't know him well enough for her to think otherwise.

Just in case she went through his pocket and found her house key and grabbed it. She had learned on a TV show that keys could be lethal weapons used properly. And since it was a building, at night and they alone, as if he intended to get home ... complete.

She knocked on the office door upon arrival and waited for an answer. She entered cautiously when it arrived only to be paralyzed.

The pheromone-laden environment hit her back and clung to the snowy glass behind her like a support. What the hell, for a beta like her to feel that, it only meant one thing, someone was in heat or entering that phase.

She moved her eyes from side to side and looked behind her for the door handle but found herself so dizzy that she couldn't coordinate her fingers well. But there was something that made her stop breathing, when from the shadows of the dim office someone began to approach her. It could only be one person. His eyes greener than I remembered, his long blonde hair tousled, without his neat jacket and the first two buttons of his open white shirt. And worst of all, he looked at her as if she were delicious prey.

Silver squeezed the key in his palm until it bled, trying to calm the fear he felt. Her omega friend had told her that having an alpha in front of her made her melt. She would hit her a good one when he saw her. Yes, it was melting, but not from desire. She didn't feel the same about omegas. Damn.

That alpha seemed to want to mate and was releasing his pheromones left and right, seeking to stimulate his prey, in this case her, although he had not mentioned a small detail. She was not turned on by his pheromones even if she could perceive them. A rare feature that it had despite being declared a beta.

On the contrary, she touched his chest when it began to ache with shortness of breath and blood pumping, burning her inside. Her sight suddenly turned black and his somewhat disturbed conscience faded against his will.

Yes, there was a problem.

Something was wrong and her body had disconnected.

Maybe her boss wanted her to go into heat with all those pheromones. That was impossible, she couldn't go into heat.

God, she was a bloody beta.

What part of it did he not understand?