The Nightmare

At approximately 5:30 A.M , Damien woke up in a cold sweat, He tossed and turned in his bed, then sat upright shivering in fear. For a moment, he didn’t know where he was. Lost in thought, the kept mumbling to himself. His heart was pounding and his eyes stinging as he peeped into the darkness in his room.

Slowly, he was able to make out the familiar surrounding of his room, the big portrait of his father, the former Alpha before he died, the wooden door at the entrance of his toilet and the forbidden metal door that leads to the big entrance of his room to sitting room where he could her the distinctive voice of his beta and other members of his pack.

They ‘re probably watching a match, he said to himself.

He let out a sight of relief and wiped the sweat from his brow with an already soaked bedspread.

Damien’s night had been filled with bad dreams. He remembered seeing his dead parent wailing in despair due to his lack of mate at his current age.

The mother being dramatic and worsening the matter by bringing the old dead members to start pointing fingers at him. He remembered seeing hundreds of human hands, pale and disembodied, reaching from his mother’s back to grab him into their gathering. Then he woke up.

Over the course of his often troubled twenty five years, Damien had grown accustomed to glares and pitiful looks from this pack but adding this nightmare to it is definitely not what he wants early this morning or anytime in his life.

He got up from his bed and made his way to his beautiful structured bathroom. He let the water run until it was good and warm. Then gently slide into the bathtub. The warm water send a ripple of pleasure through his six- foot- three - inches frame. The image of pity and despair from his dream had already begun to recede.

He was ready to face the day.

Hours later, Now dressed in a conservative light brown suit, his hair newly trimmed and groomed, he walked majestically into his office building Berlin.

I wonder why I’m always greeted with this outrageous movement; Damien said to himself as workers run here and there moving equipments that should have been moved even before his appearance in the building. He knows they are scared of him but who would blame them if they are not doing the right thing? He thought.

With a head shake , he continued his journey to his office.

Freda shaded her eyes to the bright light coming from the window, it was a beautiful sight coming to the office every week days to see the sun shining brightly but today is just not one of those days. Freda was not basking in the splendor of the view- far from it, every moment she had to spend in this office seems like hell.

I wish I can just break his neck; she thought to herself.

As she stood there, seconds turning into minutes, she felt the familiar coil of resentment tighten inside her. She needed a release. God she needed a release, she sigh.

She glanced back at the elevator, patiently waiting for her boss to come out from it. Any moment now, she predicted.

She was halfway down his office when she saw him.

Good morning Mr Damien; she grudgingly greeted

Miss Elena is in your office waiting for you ;’ she mumbled

With a wave as acknowledgement, her boss walked straight into the office

I’m going to strangle him one day. With his mistress.

DAMIEN’S POV

I’m getting tired of Elena’s unannounced visitation. I know she’s useful in terms of my sexual urge but she booting her way into my office early this morning is not what I’m in the mood for; I thought to myself.

On opening my office door, I saw her laying down naked on my office desk, not even bothered that anyone could have followed me in. My wolf growled. I could feel his anger boiling and I definitely don’t want him forcing his way out and Elena seeing that unknown part of me

With a calm voice, I called her attention to my side as she was busy admiring her curves. She’s definitely a beauty but not as beautiful as our mate will be when we finally find her;” my wolf reproached.

To what do I owe this morning appearance? I questioned her

Is your husband aware of your absence? I further questioned her

What’s with this questions? She replied with a pinch on anger in her voice

Ain’t you happy to see me? She asked

I brought my beautiful body to feed you as a morning breakfast.

My old man cannot satisfy my urge and I have you around for that., she finished

With a growl, from me and my wolf;” what the hell do you take me for? I questioned her

I’m I your gigolo? I’m I a sex toy to you and your pleasure thing? I shouted

Get the fuck out of my office; with a loud voice, I glared at her

And make sure this is the last time I’m seeing you

else, your darling husband will hear of our little play.:; I said with anger brimming from every part of my body

She quickly get dressed with tears and banged the office for on her way out

I could hear her shouting at my secretary on her way out

I pitied Freda. She’s innocent and is been lashed at.

With a sigh, I dropped into my seat.

I know Elena does not deserve my lashing out at her early this morning

I’m just not in the mood for this and I guess our little play has to end any time soon anyways

It’s gone too long

Because why else would she think I’m her play thing? I reasoned

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today

Coupled with my workers and the nightmare

Everything is not going well today for me; I thought