“Alpha Maseno,” with hope that I would be saved from my tormentor brewing in my eyes, I looked at the door, my lips curling upwards for an uncontroble smile as the name escaped my lips.Alpha Benna's head guard froze, looked behind him, and cussed. Taking advantage of the fact that he was torn between turning to keep an eye on me and whether to believe that Maseno was really there, I dashed from the window, tiptoed to the large table where the television was placed, and squatted.The table was designed in such a way that you could pull open what looked like painted doors on its side and crawl inside. I quickly slid open the hidden doors and slipped inside the table, my heart pounding with fright.I settled in the cramped space and couldn't help but wonder how long I could stay hidden before the guard would discover my clever hiding spot. As I waited anxiously, the sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing through the room. I held my breath, praying that my hiding place would go unnotice

The red truck drove in, and I quickly approached it. As I got closer, I noticed the driver's window was rolled down. Curiosity piqued, and I leaned in to see who was behind the wheel. It was indeed Alpha Maseno's men. How quick they had arrived at my pack.My wolf suggested, "There is a possibility that the truck was already making its way to you when he called.""Possibly." I nodded.The two drivers in the front seat jumped out, and without saying a word to me, they made their way to the back of the truck and pulled the door open, revealing bags and bags of black sacks.I followed them, stood two steps away from them, and squinted my eyes at the sacks, trying to guess what they had carried. The sacks were tightly packed and seemed heavy, hinting at valuable cargo.It's like one of the men had my thoughts because he turned his head and looked at me over his shoulder, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Valuable cargo ideed," he turned to his fellow and high-fived him as he said thes

Shaking my head, I excused myself and walked back to my office to see if I could convince the foreign investors to agree to signing a deal with us. There was no way I would stay there and listen as two grownups argued like children.The moment I entered my office, I gathered all the necessary documents and prepared a persuasive presentation to highlight the benefits of partnering with our company.Before I could settle down and get back to business, the guard I was with inside the main house walked inside. He informed me that the argument between Maria and Dr. Kedeva had escalated, and the workers were now torn between two groups.They were those who supported Maria, and others were on the side of Doctor Kedeva. According to the guard, Maria's group was almost winning."To hell with all of them." I thought to myself, not caring whether they would rip each other apart or not. "When they are done fighting, they'll all settle down and do something positive instead." I told my guard, who

The hospital hallway was silent as I, Miss Olivia, and Carlos sat waiting for the doctor to come out and tell us what the reason was behind Alpha Maseno's sudden fall.While still at home, we tried to wake him up by trying what we had all learned in our schools about first aid, but none of us succeeded.It was after twenty minutes, when almost all of us snapped back into reality from panicky mode, that I yelled about calling an ambulance, and Miss Olivia jumped into it.“Do you think he'll be okay?“ I walked to Miss Olivia, who had been clutching a cup of coffee for over two hours now and hadn't taken a sip from it yet.“He will. We just need to have our fingers crossed.“ She smiled, trying to look brave to me, but her trembling lips betrayed her.We are all scared. We really are. Carlos had been puffing out packets and packets of cigarettes since we came here, and honestly, I had started getting worried for his health.Walking to him, I squatted beside him and patted his head gently.

Walking through the busy streets, I made my way towards the guy I knew would repair the phone for me. Knocking at his door, I was welcomed by his workmate, whom I never liked.Swalowing my ego, I asked, “Hello, is James available?“The guy sized me up and down and replied, "He isn't available, but I can take care of your issue.“ He looked at the phone I was holding.“No thanks. It's him I needed.“ I said while scanning my eyes around to see if I could find him. I know how bitchy his workmate can be.What a freaking liar he has always been. As if he had realized I was suspecting him, he leaned against the wall and told me:“He is not around, ma'am. You can give me the phone, and I'll take care of it. You just need to tell me what's wrong with it.“ He insisted, trying to get the phone out of my hand.“I said, It's James I need.“ I responded through gritted teeth, annoyance pressing into my voice. “Besides, what makes you think it's the phone I want repaired? I am only here to catch up w