CHAPTER TEN

LIAM'S POV

Coming back to Crystalline was always a delight. My position as the president of Grayson Corporation took me all over the world, but no matter how long it took me to get things done, I always made sure to return to Crystalline as soon as possible.

Apart from the fact that it was where my company was based, it was also where I was alpha over the wolves there. We, werewolves as a race, had advanced greatly with the times, but we still followed the old ways when it came to hierarchy, and I always made sure all my pack members knew who was the king here.

Often, a human journalist would get overzealous and try to piece together the inner workings of our society by stringing together a bunch of conspiracy theories so wild you wouldn't believe it until you experienced it for yourself. Unfortunately for these reporters, no one believed them.

There was another reason coming home to Crystalline felt even more urgent this time around. It was because in the month that I had been gone, I wasn't able to get the pretty little thing I had in my bed out of my head.

I would have imprinted on her that night if not for the interruption. Some would be concerned that I was moving too fast. Goddess, I would be concerned too if someone told me they wanted to imprint on a woman after only a night of great sex. When it came to this woman, though, there was no concern and no hesitation, the distance didn't do anything to dampen the urge to have her near me. Only her nearness would cure this itch in my blood.

I had to see her again, but I had nothing to go on. There was also the fact that she might want nothing to do with me ever again after the act I pulled that midnight, but I didn't get to my position by letting people tell me what to do.

I was a persistent creature. I always had to have my way, or it was no way. I landed back in Crystalline on a weekend, so I knew there was no chance that I would be able to find my little temptress tonight, so I forced myself to wait until Monday.

The first thing I took care of on Monday was the work that had piled up for me since I left so abruptly. I trusted my staff to be competent enough to get things done without me, but there were still some things that could only be handled by the boss, which happened to be me.

"Boss, the Roy acquisition went through while we were away." Reid reported first thing, and I scowled at him.

"You couldn't lead with anything other than that?"

"It's actually good news. The company that acquired it did it rather hastily and messily. Not one of them seemed to think about how the company would stay afloat and pay their workers until the acquired company started to turn a profit."

"I see. Keep an eye on them. Keep twice the estimated funds for acquisition ready and swoop in when they're at their lowest." I instructed like a robot.

Ordinarily, there was nothing that got my blood pumping more than an acquisition. Even more so when it was going to be bigger and cheaper than expected, but I just couldn't bring myself to care that much. I had much better things to think about. Like how I was going to see my little omega again.

It felt like fate when I was able to detect her scent in the midst of about a hundred people. I was ecstatic. An omega shouldn't be so hard to find since it narrowed down where I would be looking, but with nothing to go on, it was like finding a needle in a haystack.

I listened to Reid drone on and on about all the things we had to be on top of today, and none sounded as pressing as finding my little omega, so I shut him down.

"There's something else I want you to do, Reid."

"Yes, boss?"

"We were at Club Noir the night before we had to leave for Rica. There was a young woman with me. I took her back to my hotel room, but I left before I could get her name. Get the footage from Club Noir so I can point her out to you. Find her." He was quiet for a few minutes, and I know it was shock. This was the first time I would be pursuing a woman after a night.

"Are you still with me?" I snapped, and he literally had to pick his jaw from the floor.

"Yes, Boss." He sounded like a robot, and I couldn’t help but smile. I had shocked him into submission.

"Make it a top priority. I want news before the end of the day."

"Yes, Boss." I smiled and went back to doing the actual work I was supposed to focus on.

A nagging thought came at me. Do I need to be worried about the attack on her before we met again at the club? Was it random, or was it something that was common to her? The neighborhood she was in was shady as fuck. I had only gone there because I had to supervise an off-record silver bullet deal.

Reid came back two hours later with the footage in hand, and I showed him. I was immediately overtaken by lust again as I watched us dance together. I had no idea how close we had gotten. It was like we wanted to become one. I was almost reluctant to hand the footage back to Reid.

I was being possessive. I didn't want any other man to see her in that state, but logic won, and I know Reid wasn't just any man. He was someone that would gladly take a silver bullet for me.

"Remember to make it a top priority. I want information on her before we close for the day. Do you understand?"

He winked at me before backing out of my office with a teasing smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and forced myself to read through boring documents. Twenty minutes later, I gave up and looked down at the view in front of me. It was easily the best view in all of Crystalline, rivaled only by the view from my penthouse. In the same breath, I wondered if my little omega would appreciate the view. I also wondered if she would want to live in the penthouse.

Probably not. Women wanted a large home they could do things with. I had a large townhouse that she would appreciate. I chuckled at how ridiculous I was being. She might want nothing to do with me, but I would convince her.

We belong together.

It was thirty minutes before the end of the day when Reid came back with information. He had hacked into various databases, and according to him, he had struck gold.

"Turns out she has been right under our noses all this time."

"What does that mean?" I said and skimmed through the thick file he dropped in front of me. I had no patience for the paperwork.

"It means that her mother is a regular client both at our bar and our casinos."

"Makes it easier."

"It's even better. Susan Landon owes you over half a million in gambling and at bars."

"Good work, Reid." I smiled in satisfaction. "Let's pay my future mother-in-law a visit."