All Chapters of Falling for My Alpha Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Mac“I just want to get the general idea of what you two talked about.” I told Blake for what felt like the hundredth time. I could literally hear his eyeballs move as he rolled his eyes, fully fed up with my bullshit, but I didn’t let it deter me. “She’s my employee - if there’s something to know, you should tell me.”Blake snorted and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Key word being ‘employee’. That doesn’t mean you have the right to nose into her private business. An employee is not an indentured servant, no matter what you may think of yours.”“I’m aware of that, but still, c'mon dude, at least give me a hint.” I urged, tugging my shirt over my head and tossing it unceremoniously to the side, which earned me a scowl from the fastidious Lucy. I shot her an apologetic smile and picked the offending fabric back up, folded it neatly then placed it among the pile.“I’m not telling you shit. Leave it alone” Blake declared. He shucked off his jeans and underwear and stood there arms on waist

One Hour EarlierMac“The witch’s in the cabin.” Blake fell into step beside me. We were heading towards the cabin, the farthest from the main house. I cast out my senses over the area, wrinkling my nose as I picked out a scent that did not belong.It was a human scent, but tainted with strong hints of the Lore. Which made sense since witches, unlike other Lorekind, were actually human. Lore had it that the first witch had been blessed by Hermia with powers which had then passed to her descendants.As we neared, I spotted three of my strongest wolves standing guard. I nodded in silent approval as they stepped aside to let me into the cabin.A young woman rose as I entered, turning towards me. I took a moment to study her - long raven colored hair, high cheekbones, porcelain skin and a killer body. She was beautiful in a way that was meant to stun and seduce, but I was willing to bet an arm that that wasn’t what she really looked like. Underneath that glamour spell, she could be a seve

BlairI took my time drinking a sip of the steaming hot coffee Lucy had made, doing my best to delay the moment when I had to look up into the three pairs of eyes watching me. I especially wanted to avoid a pair of black eyes that were currently glaring daggers at the top of my head.My head still felt fuzzy, but I could still recall what had taken place in that alley. A shiver ripped through me at my too close brush with death andI couldn't really remember how I'd gotten to Mac's office or even being held in the shower. Or how he'd even found me in the first place. The last thing I remember was talking to the shifter in wolf form who had saved me from the vampire. The next thing was waking up in a bathroom, with these three. Lucy had filled me in on how Mac had found me passed out in the alley, and how he'd helped me beat the cold, but I couldn't really recall any of it.I brought my fingers to my neck, wincing at the tenderness. There would be some ugly bruises later on for sure. T

Mac“We were able to trace the vampire’s scent all the way to Larkey Avenue. And from the looks of things, that’s his usual haunt, given the number of mysterious deaths and disappearances that have taken place in the last couple months.” Jace informed us, his expression solemn. “According to police reports, a young woman was found dead in one of the alleys around that area. Time of death was placed at four this morning.”My hands clenched into fists and I gritted my teeth, a growl rumbling in my throat. Like I had figured, that creature must have used that poor woman to heal his wounds. Filthy fucking bloodsucker.“And the vampire?” I asked.Jace shook his head. “No sign of him yet. But I stationed two men to keep an eye out.”“My guess is he’s gone into hiding to recuperate from the injury.” Blake added. “Plus, he probably knows that you’ll come after him and will lay low until he deems it safe again.”“I agree with Beta Blake.” Jace said. I saw Blake wince out of the corner of my ey

BlairCW: ViolenceI stared out the window of Mac’s car, staring unseeing at the passing scenery. I groaned inwardly, cussing him for being so damn stubborn and myself for running out of excuses. Well, technically, on my end, it was a combination of cowardice and me quickly realizing that the more excuses I came up with, the more I was giving him cause to be suspicious about my living situation.So, here we were, sitting in silence save for the radio playing music softly in the background, headed towards Scarborough which was where I’d told him my ‘friend’ lived. I frantically searched my brain for a way to get out of this situation without messing things up.“Do you live alone?” Mac’s question broke the tense silence between us.“Yes.” I answered without looking at him. I was too preoccupied with coming up with a solution. I clutched my bag to my chest, my hands laced together, fingers fidgeting.If I was lucky, I could dir