Point of View: Alpha Ryan Damison
A ping of jealousy pokes in my heart as I see the photo frame.
Treacherous loathe feelings upgrade in my system, telling me to tear everything down. I didn't even realize when I reached his table crossing the room and everyone.
Oh! It's a German shepherd's picture, not a wolf's. Relief wash over me.
But it was supposed to be my picture on his table, not a dog's. Ryan break this pictu- Dakota growls in my head.
My eyes get terrifically widens as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Cindy Clawford, the model I slept with last week.
Is he into girls, is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl.
Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers, all the tables. Dakota screams.
"I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head glaring at him, does this human even know who I am?
RYAN BURN THAT FUCKING CALENDAR. Dakota howls in my head.
Suddenly I notice Ethan checking out someone behind me. I swiftly turn my head so fast that my neck makes cracking sound, I see Rita holding a coffee mug.
She starts to talk with Ethan, I find her blushing in-between while Ethan stares down at her clothes, lips and gives her handsome smirks. I stand there disregarded, I could feel someone squeezing my little heart inside my chest. Ouch!
Break this bitch's neck. How dare she is flirting with our mate in front of us! Kill her slowly Ryan I want to hear her screams. Dakota growls fiercely losing himself in jealousy.
I clear my throat to shut my wolf and make my presence known. Ethan again stares at me blankly, I narrow my eyes at him, warning him not to challenge me. I notice his sparkling hazel eyes, they attacked the screw in my head and made me lose it. Snap out!
I call Drake before I lose my senses and leave the floor instantly. My wolf is more pissed knowing our mate is into girls and likes to check them out. I never thought in my whole life I would ever be jealous of a girl.
"He is weird." Drake chuckles behind me as we walk out from the elevator. "Who?" I ask him dubiously as I feel he is talking about Ethan.
"That calendar guy. He was offering you one." He laughs amusingly. That damn calendar! "Alpha, don't you think he smells weird?" Drake asks in a serious tone.
My limbs freeze, I look at Drake fearing has he figured out Ethan is my mate and our pack's Luna/Alpha whatever, maybe that's why he smells different. I confidently shake my head in a no so Drake won't be suspicious about Ethan anymore. I walk inside my cabin and shut the door behind me.
It's all your fault that our mate is not attracted to us. If you grew a pair of boobs and put on some makeup, he wouldn't be eye-fucking that bitc-
I again block Dakota. Since yesterday I've been living in hell. I couldn't sleep, couldn't focus on anything. I was so good without a mate. I am turning into a frustrated animal who is puffing up in resentment.
Dakota won't let me live, his jealousy will get someone killed. He is still screaming in my head, peeling the inner walls of my mind forcing me to go berserk and toss Rita's head. I know what I have to do.
. . .
The door opens and confused Drake walks in, "Alpha! Why am I shifted to the pack-building? Did I do something wrong?"
"No. Daniel fucked up a meeting with a pack, I want you to clean his mess. Also, write a transfer letter, Ethan is going to replace your position." I order him while I check today's stats on my laptop. Confused Drake now looks displeased but follows my order obediently.
"Here are the papers. I talked with Daniel he said he can handle his shit. Alpha I don't have to shift-" Drake pause as I bark maddeningly, "It's an order, don't-" Before I could complete, we hear a knock.
I know its Ethan, I can smell him in space too. He walks in with a more confused expression than Drake's. I notice Ethan is petite compared to other men, his features make him cute like those Asian idols that Drake keeps talking about. What was it, Be-Tea-Ass?
After telling him to shift on this floor as my secretary, I order him and Drake to leave as Dakota wants to touch Ethan's blue hair, he likes the shine and color of his hair. This lousy wolf!
I tell them to get out and immediately start to type on my laptop pretending to be busy. Confused Drake stares suspiciously at me for a while before leaving. Did he? No, he didn't figure out. I guess.
As they leave, I take a deep breath as if I cleared airport security with a bag full of cocaine. I get so restless in front of Ethan and above that Dakota's constant comments drive me fucking insane. I close my eyes and take a few minutes to calm my raging heart, it really runs fast around him.
I open my eyes and sit up straight, I look at my laptop screen and see what I had accidentally typed:
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