Chapter 2

Casandra’s POV

    I groaned as I felt an immense pain throbbing in my head even before I opened my eyes, and as soon as I rolled sideways, my nose hit a hard body and made me wince.

Opening my eyes, I slowly tried to remember what had happened last night, and why I was naked in bed right now. It didn’t take me long for the memories to begin to rush into my head, and I felt a small, mischievous smile tug at my lips.

So, I had indeed done it?

I had indeed had sex with my boyfriend? I silently asked myself, feeling my cheeks reddened up in embarrassment because I couldn’t even remember what I had actually gone down between us last night.

But my nakedness and the throbbing pain between my legs was sign enough that we had definitely had sex last night.

I glanced sideways while sighing softly and I let out a strangled sound without thinking, on realising that the person lying in bed with me wasn’t my boyfriend like I had been thinking.

The man laying beside me was not Marcus and from the sizzling dominating pheromones around him, I could tell that he was an Alpha.

My heart was in my throat in the next moment.

What the hell is happening right now? I asked myself as I began to panic.

The man– the alpha was still sleeping, and I briefly wondered if he had chased my boyfriend out last night to take advantage of me.

I was quick to discard that thought because it made zero sense to me.

None of this makes sense to me right now.

Carefully, I crawled out of the bed, ignoring the stabbing pain in my head and the pain between my legs as I threw my clothes on. The red lingerie I had worn last night were all torn and thrown in different directions which made me feel mortified.

Once I was dressed, I began to tiptoe out of the bedroom. I had successfully exited the room when minutes later, I was halted by a bunch of hefty looking men.

Just what have I gotten myself into?

“What are you doing? Get out of my way.” I called out sharply, trying to hide my fear under a fake bravado but I knew it wasn’t working.

Not letting me move an inch, one of the men picked me up like I weighed nothing and threw me on his shoulder as they made their way back to the room I had just existed.

The alpha was now awake, and he didn’t look happy, which made me gulp in fright.

He dismissed the men immediately, leaving the both of us alone.

I couldn’t dare look at his face and I silently prayed that he would be kind enough to let me go because I was just as lost as him.

“Who are you?!” He demanded, voice husky but filled with so much authority, I felt a feeling of fear slid down my spine.

“I… I’m.. it’s,” I stuttered but when he began to make his way towards me, the words somehow tumbled out on a scream.

“I’m Casandra.” I answered, voice breaking and I closed my eyes to hold back the hot tears that tried to escape my eyes.

The questions continued after that.

He began to ask me who sent me to him last night, and how much I was paid to do it, but I was extremely lost. I had no idea of what he was talking about because I had been extremely drunk last night.

“You think you can joke with me?!” He yelled again and I swallowed the terror building up in my throat.

“If you don’t tell me who you work for and why you’re in my room, I won't hesitate to end your life!” He thundered and I trembled.

One rank of the werewolves that I never get involved with, was the alphas, because they were all the same – arrogant, terrifying and everything I always steer clear off.

How I am in this situation right now is completely beyond me.

“I swear to you, I have no idea what happened. I don’t know how I got here, I’m not even supposed to be here in the first place, I’m supposed to be in my boyfriend’s room.” I explained frantically.

“Fuck,” He cursed, pacing around the room as he ran his fingers through his long hair. His biceps bulged as he did that and I found myself taking a long look at him. His shoulders were way, way broader than my boyfriend’s. He was also way taller than my boyfriend, his face was set in a hard scowl and I averted my gaze before our eyes could meet.

“I thought you were my girlfriend.” He exclaimed after a little while and I blanched.

A few back and forth later, the name ‘Ana’ slipped from his mouth and my eyes widened in shock.

Ana?

There’s no way that his girlfriend is Ana!

Did she bring me to the wrong room intentionally?

“Ana? Is your girlfriend named Ana” I called out loudly and the surprise was stark obvious on the alpha’s face.

“She is. How do you claim to not know me or how you got here, but you know my girlfriend’s name? Huh?” He demanded, scowling at me hard and if looks could kill, I’m sure I’d be six feet under already.

“I was drunk last night and the only thing I remember was Ana bringing me to this room, I don’t remember anything else but that.” I finally said after a while of silence and I saw his irises turn a golden yellow, a sign of an extremely angry alpha.

He was angry and he obviously didn’t believe me.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He asked, confirming my thoughts about him not believing me, “My girlfriend brought you here?” He asked again on a scoff.

Why do I have to look like a fool here? I knew what I was talking about, I could remember vividly that Ana brought me to this particular room.

“Why don’t you believe me? Did you think I wanted to sleep with anyone but my boyfriend last night?” I shot back at him in anger even though I was scared, “I remember, Ana brought me here and I can prove it.” I said.

Trembling, I fumbled with my bag as I tried to find my phone but he got to his phone first, he’d called Ana and set the phone on speaker so that I could hear their conversation.

He asked if she’d brought someone to his room last night and Ana denied that vehemently, she claimed not to remember bringing anyone into his room and my blood boiled.

How dare she? How could she do something like this to me and then deny it?

Once the call ended, the alpha regarded me quietly and I squirmed in his gaze, feeling lost, vulnerable and overwhelmed.

“Let her go and see her out,” he ordered after a little while, now that his men had been motioned back into the room.

“You are free to leave now, but I assure you that I’ll be keeping an eye on you.” He added and I turned to leave immediately.

He stopped me with a word and inched towards me, making my heart leap into my throat in fright. He stopped a few feet away before speaking.

“Breathe a word of this to the press and you’re dead, understood?”

My eyes widened in fright as I hastily nodded my head at him, and I could barely breathe properly until I was a good distance away from the hotel.

Angrily, I made my way to my house and I couldn’t stop myself from fuming in anger. I picked up my phone to call Ana the moment I got home.

“How dare you? How could you do something like that to me and then deny ever having anything to do with it?” I asked when she picked the call.

I didn’t bother to hide my anger and I made sure she knew how mad at her I was.

“Why on earth would you put me in the same room with your boyfriend, Ana. Why would you do something like that? I didn’t even know you have a boyfriend to begin with!” I cried out, speaking at once and ignoring Ana’s attempts to calm me down.

“I’m sorry, I just had because I didn’t have a choice, since I wasn’t even able to convince your boyfriend to go to the hotel yesterday. Since my boyfriend was there, I didn’t want you to feel disappointed last night, so I decided to take you to him.” Ana explained urgently.

“What the fuck do you mean you had to do it? He’s your boyfriend Ana. That’s very messed up.”

“I’m sorry, he needed to be with someone last night and I wasn’t available so I just thought you could be my substitute.” She explained.

Ana spent the rest of the call apologizing and I couldn’t help but forgive her. She'd done something stupid but it had been partly because she was worried about me and hadn’t wanted me to feel disappointed last night at Marcus’ absence at the hotel, which means I couldn’t stay mad at her for long.

The thought of losing my virginity to a random person made my stomach churn in discomfort and that was when I remembered my boyfriend.

Picking up my phone hastily, I dialled his number multiple times but I kept getting sent to his voicemail box. I let out a small sigh, remembering that he’s probably already on his flight now.

A full day passed before he was finally able to answer my call.

“Hey babe,” I called as I heaved out a sigh of relief, “How are you? I’ve been calling but it kept going to voicemail. I was really worried, are you good? Are you there yet? How was the flight?” I bombarded him with so many questions at once.

I couldn’t help but feel extremely guilty, I had just given someone else the virginity I intended to give to my boyfriend as a gift.

“Yes, I’m here already. The flight was stressful but I’m glad the journey was successful.”  He answered and I let out a small hum.

“But Cassie, I thought about you and I during my flight, you know? I thought about us a lot, and now that I’m here in Australia, I don’t think our relationship can work out.” He explained in a soft voice and it felt as though someone rang a bell in my head.

“What do you mean you don’t think our relationship can work out?” I asked, I had no idea that I was already crying until I tasted the salt like taste of my tears.

“It’s a long distance relationship and I don’t think I can do it. I don’t think it can work out. I think we have to break up.” He finished and my heart shattered.

I clutched my chest as I leaned on the wall for support, there’s no way he’s breaking up with me.

“Babe, no, you can’t do this to me please.” I begged as the tears trickled down my cheeks but it seemed like he’s had his mind made up already.

“I love you, I love you too much and I can’t live without you please think about this. I’ll make sure it works out, we’ll call each other everyday, it will work out, I promise.” I insisted urgently and after much persuasion, he agreed to think about it.

After that phone call, I went on with my life acting like nothing was  bothering me but each day I wake up, I get scared from the realization that my boyfriend doesn’t want me anymore.

He’s probably already found someone new, someone better and prettier? Someone who’s a werewolf like him, probably.

It didn’t take long for me to get depressed. Ana checked on me as much as she could and I was grateful that I still had my best friend.

I recently just resigned from my old job because the stress was too draining, and I had instantly applied for another job– as a secretary in a company and I was confident that I would get the job because not only was I qualified, I also had some years experience.

My heart broke when I got denied the job and I knew that the reason I lost the job was because I’m human and nothing more, seeing as a young male Alpha got the job instead.

In a world where werewolves dominate the world in population, strength and riches, and where humans are less populated, it’s no surprise that in most situations, werewolves automatically gets a higher chance at achieving said thing in question compared to humans

“But there’s an opening.” The lady said to me and I silently hoped that it would be something I could still do.

“What does the job entail please?” I asked and she told me it was the post of the newly appointed secretary assistant.

Not thinking long about it, I accepted the job offer seeing as the pay was really good. I couldn’t possibly deny the post since it was still a big job offer and it would help me a whole lot.

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   A week later, I got ready and left the house, making my way to the large company.

“There’s a staff meeting and all the new employees are to attend.”

The woman who had hired me announced to me and some other nervous looking people who I’d assumed were all newly hired like myself.

I got into the meeting room and my eyes widened in shock at the sight of the person that was sitting at the far end of the table.

It was him, the owner of the company.

It was none other than the Alpha I had slept with on ths night I was drunk.