Semua Bab Alpha's Weak Omega : Bab 131 - Bab 135

ELIANA By the time lunch rolled around the next day, I had convinced myself that the strange tension of my first morning had been nothing more than nerves.That was a lie.Jeremiah Blackwood still lived rent-free in my head.I was trying very hard not to think about the way his eyes had darkened when we first met or how my chest tightened every time he walked past my desk. I told myself he was just my boss—cold, intimidating, and very much out of my league.Still, when Moana dragged me to the cafeteria, my thoughts followed him anyway."Okay," she said, grabbing my arm, "today you’re officially meeting people. No hiding behind your desk.""I wasn’t hiding," I protested weakly.She gave me a look. "You were absolutely hiding."The cafeteria buzzed with voices, laughter, and the clatter of trays. It felt warmer than the executive floor- more alive. Moana immediately spotted a group from her department and pulled me along."Guys, this is Eliana," she announced proudly. "Our CEO’s new se

ELIANA The ride was… quiet.Not the comfortable kind.The kind that pressed against my chest and made it hard to breathe.Jeremiah drove with one hand on the steering wheel, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on the road ahead. The city lights slipped past the windows, blurring into streaks of gold and white, but I barely noticed them.He said that he wanna discuss some work but haven't said anything about it yet.All I could focus on was him.The car felt too small. Every movement, every breath, every shift of air between us felt magnified."So," I said finally, just to break the silence, "you wanted to discuss… business?"He cleared his throat. "Yes."But he didn’t start.I glanced at him briefly, then looked away just as fast. My heart was racing for no logical reason. This was my boss. A man I’d known for barely a few days.Then why did it feel like this?The car hit a slight bump, and my hand slid against his arm where it rested near the gearshift.The contact was brief.Accidental.

JEREMIAH By the time the day finally dragged itself to an end, my patience was in ruins.I shut my laptop with more force than necessary and leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling for a long moment. Work had been impossible—every report blurred, every meeting dragged—because my attention kept drifting back to one thing.Her.I stood and walked out of my office, ready to leave for the pack. I needed distance. Control. Space to breathe without her scent clouding my thoughts.But when my eyes fell on the desk outside my officeEliana wasn’t there.Her chair was pushed in. Her computer was shut down. Her bag was gone.A flicker of unease slid through me.She usually waited until I left.I inhaled instinctively.Her scent was still there.Not faint. Not lingering.Present."She’s still in the building," I muttered.My wolf stirred, alert immediately.'Find her.'I followed the trail without thinking—down the corridor, past empty offices, toward the quieter end of the floor. The s