We lay on the bed for a long time, no words said, just listening to our heartbeats. I felt complete at that moment, my face full of smiles. It seemed like the problems of weeks ago didn't happen, that we just woke up from a dream. Mitch reached out for me and held my right hand, prompting me to look down at him. I smiled, and he mirrored the expression, his eyes cringing at the sides. “Thank you for choosing us, darling,” he mouthed, showing off his perfect white teeth. Mike was the only one with a not too straight teeth. Though, you wouldn't notice if you weren't looking closely. Mitch was the one who knocked it off during a play fight, and it came up wrongly. I nodded, grinning. The others reached towards me, making certain they were touching a part of my body. They cocooned me in their warmth, with no desire to let go. They were mine like it was meant to be. Our love was tested and though we came out with scars, we were still together.“I was wondering about the mating ceremon
MITCH“Again?” I frowned, looking up from my laptop at Mike, who had just returned from a call we got from the elders. I was busy with some last-minute preparations with Miles, who we sent him to check what the call was. “The same.” He nodded, sitting on the armchair across from mine. “The mode of death is still the same,” he added. “Their organs?” Miles questioned. “Taken.” Sighing, Mike relaxed in the chair. “I doubt I would ever get used to that gruesome scene.”I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed the laptop to focus on him. This was the 10th case of horrid murder since this week. It started 7 days ago when we lost one of the best hunters in the pack. They are not what their names implied, though. Before we adopted technology and all that, the ones born into the hunters' family were great rangers. They know the forest like the back of their hands, and the right candidates to take with you for a hunt. But since the adoption of technology, they were now used as guards. H
A knock on the door interrupted us. The person rapped thrice before they opened the door. The PA we were just talking about stepped into the office, closing the door behind him as he walked towards our table.Frank was the candidate Summer chose. Yeah, you heard that right. She was the one who interviewed our PA. There were over 50 applicants, but she selected him. She didn't bother interviewing the girls. She dismissed 40 of them because they were women. After, she would accuse us of always being jealous when hers went to the extreme. Most of the women she dismissed were mated, but she felt like they wouldn't mind if the person they were cheating on were the Alphas. After all, we were yet to mark her, so the position of the Luna of the pack remained vacant. She believed they all wanted that seat, which was why she didn't give the woman the time of the day, dismissing them without conducting an interview. Frank was the one she chose. He was the youngest of all the applicants, 21, a
SUMMERWorking from home most times is a godsend. I didn't know just how hectic the first months would be for me. I thought opening a business was the easiest thing in the entire world and wouldn't take much from me. But boy, was I crazy having such thoughts because that ain't easy at all, not when I have over 59 people working for me. Mike said it was because I wanted to start big, which was why it became cumbersome for me. It took a month for me to get used to this, and I think I'd gotten the hang of it. I'd gotten adopted to everything and everyone. Used to get greeted each morning whenever I walked into the building and get requests from my workers. At first, it was overwhelming. But not anymore. A knock on my door interrupted me. I looked up from my desktop, asking the person to step in. “Good morning, ma'am,” Janet, my secretary, greeted me when she stepped in, smiling as she nervously tucked a strand of her hair behind her left ear. “Good morning,” I smiled at her, watchin
A sound caused me to sit up. It was the first time I'd heard squeals from the women working for me. The office was usually quiet aside from lunch hours. Even then, they didn't make enough noise. I once wondered if I filled the office with disciplined nerds because none of them stepped out of line. It wasn't far-fetched, since half of them graduated from college before 20. Miles said I employed kids, not knowing I took them in because of how good they sounded, and I was yet to regret that. They were as efficient as those who had been in the business for a long time.Moreover, all those experienced employees started somewhere. It would be dope if they had it in their resumes that they learned the grids from me. I would be the popular boss, with hundreds of workers testifying in my favour. Frowning, I got up from my chair and approached my door, eager for some gossip. I would highly appreciate anything that can keep me awake until 3. I opened the door and stared out. The corridor was
It took 20 minutes for them to come up to my office. I thought I would have to wait the entire day to see them because of their fans, who might be pouting at the moment. They knocked on the door before stepping in. They didn't even wait for me to ask them in, traipsing like they owned the entire place when they didn't. “Darling!” Miles was the first to come close to me. He walked around the table and placed a kiss on my neck. “We have missed you so much, darling. Why do you have to work far from home?” He pouted, looking like he was about to cry. I raised an eyebrow at that, knowing there was a reason for the way he was acting. “Out with it, already. What do you want from me?”“Why do you think we need anything from you?” Mitch asked as he sat at my table, looking at me with a sly smile. “Can't we visit whenever we miss you?”“Yeah. Why are you always thinking bad about us?” Mike pouted. “It's not right, darling. Can't you pity these husbands of yours?”“Husbands? Last I checked, m
“So?” Wetting my lips, I looked up at Mike. “Why are you guys here?” I asked, wanting to know what they were doing in my office when they should be in theirs, completing their work, as they told me about when I left this morning. Mitch said there were things they needed to take care of. It made little sense that they would be here when they said nothing about it. Don't get me wrong, I was more than thrilled to have them in my office. It's just… They had never shown up unexpectedly like this. I couldn't help but wonder if there was a reason for this, something they were going to try to keep a secret from me. “We missed you. That's why.” Miles ruffled my hair, smiling down at me. “Don't you want us here with you?” He raised a brow at that, pouting. “It's not fair that we missed you, but you don't feel the same way about us.”“But… You guys saw me this morning, didn't you?” I argued, frowning at them. “I know there's a reason for your presence here. Don't try to skid around it. Out wit
I should have known mere words wouldn't keep them at bay. They spent the last 30 minutes trying to get me to agree with them, but I wasn't ready to do that. How could they expect me to leave with them with no tangible reason? It made little sense to me, but it seemed to make a lot of sense to them, and that pissed me off more than anything else. I know they were only showing just how much they missed me and all that, but I couldn't help the feeling I got just from the thought. I doubt they would let me work peacefully, thinking I was someone they could control, to do whatever they wanted. The fuck, I would be that woman. I started this business to show them how much I could do without their aid. Going to them would make all the things I'd tried to work my arse for seem useless. I would be like a dog, who always ran back to her master, wagging my tail whenever they called. It would only make them try to exert their authority on me every damned chance they got. “Please, darling.” Mi