Chapter three  — you got into my way

 Once again Imogen was extremely stunned to see Oliver as her boss, everything that happened back at the house flashed through her mind, her behaviour towards him and the things she said to him, but of course, what gave her the courage was the fact that he broke into her house without her knowledge. 

Who breaks into other people's houses just to scare the owner to death and then leave? Now appearing at her workplace? 

That is way too far, he is like a witch stalking her every move. She ran away from home all the way here to ease her fear and now he is showing up again as her boss? Seriously?

He gestured towards the chair in front of him                            "Have a seat," he offered. 

Imogen took a seat with the mindset that there was nothing he could do to her since there were people in the building. 

She sat comfortably for a second adjusting her white coat as Oliver stood up and sauntered around her, she was overwhelmed again by her fear,  in another second she clutched her fingers to the chair feeling frantic about his true form.

Imogen scoffed. Though she was scared to death but she hid her fear, she knew he wouldn't dare to touch her so she mustered up her courage. "Showing up at my home and now at my workplace? What exactly do you want from me?" Her brows furrowed. 

                               " Look I am sorry that I kept appearing to you unannounced, I know I have frightened you to the extent that you may think you are imagining things but this is real," he apologised. 

                               "Yeah, you are right. I'm imagining things," she replied as she stood up about to head out of his office. She was at the door when Oliver grabbed her by the arm and pulled her against the wall.

He moved closer to her. Imogen thought he was about to devour her sexy set of lips as the thought of it sent tingles down her spine. He whispered in her ears "We have an unfinished business here". She tried to escape from his grip, he set her free and stepped back.

Reaching for a medical kit beside his table, he handed it over to Imogen.  "I am still your boss here," he said. 

He held her hand and dragged her out of the hospital to the parking lot just as they were the centre of attention. 

" What do you think you are doing?" 

She tried her best to escape from his grip but she couldn't. If she tried any longer, she would strain herself.

He unlocked the door and opened the door for her to hop in, Imogen took a deep sigh before hopping in and fastening her seat belt. 

***

The dog opened its eyes to a blurry vision, it struggled for some seconds before he could regain his vision, he forcefully ejected the drip connected to him with its mouth. He jumped out of bed and tried to stay balanced. 

All he could think of was how he could get out of the fucking hospital before his kind finds him. 

He was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Imogen in trouble, he scurried out of the hospital following a total stranger pretending to be his pet. He heads down the street following her Saint.

***

Imogen looked up to a billboard to see 'railway station' clearly displayed as her eyes landed on Oliver's  phone showing their current location. 

           "Hey, can you at least tell me where we're going?" She asked as Oliver made a turn to the left.

Taking her to a railway station made her frustration grow more, "A railway station? Seriously!" She bawled.                                              

"It's okay, I am not trying to kidnap you or anything, we just need to go see some patients, I will explain to you when we get there," he explained as he pulled over near a boutique.

                 "Wait here, I will be back," he assured. Imogen got out of the car and waited  patiently by a kiosk for the main time getting herself a coffee.

Just then, she had a strange feeling like someone was watching, she hid behind the kiosk to see if she found anyone strange. In the process of scanning through the area, she was taken away by something bizarre. 

Walking out of the parking lot Imogen was nowhere to be found. Oliver searched every nook and cranny for her just when he sensed that something really weird happened. 

If Imogen had escaped from him she wouldn't have left without her bag containing her phone and cash, even if she left in a bus her card is right in her purse. He became suspicious and asked the woman at the kiosk,

                    "Excuse me, did you perhaps see a lady standing here?" the woman nodded positively.

                   "Yes, she was here a while ago to buy some coffee but she disappeared before I could finish brewing her coffee,"

Oliver decided to use his wolf power to find her instead of following her saint. 

***

Imogen was locked in an old empty room in an old mansion, her face was covered with a blindfold and her hands and legs were tied behind her while she was still unconscious. 

Regaining her consciousness, she struggled to free her hands and legs, she was damn scared of what was going to happen next, all she could think of was that Oliver got her kidnapped to become his prey. 

                       "Son of a bitch!!" She mumbled under her breath just when she heard the sound of the door and footsteps walking towards her. She trembled upon how closer the footsteps were as the thought of being his prey continued to gnaw. 

                  "Oliver is that you? I knew you would trick me into this. Son of a bitch!!" She blurted as the unknown figure squatted in front of her.

                    "Well I am sorry to disappoint you doc, I am not who you're expecting," he said, smiling in dominance. 

'Unfortunately for me, that wasn't Oliver but who could that be? I don't have any male enemy, I didn't own anyone anything, I have been living peacefully all these years'

Having heard her thoughts. "Well I don't think so, you got in my damn way and I will make you pay for this," he bawled.