Novel & Cerita At The Mercy Of My Alpha Boss

"My Alpha is showing you mercy. More mercy than you deserve." My stomach twisted at the warning hidden in his voice. Mercy? I scoff inwardly. What's mercy? Death sounds fucking preferable to the mess I'm living in. What does he know about mercy, anyway? Mercy by treating me like trash? Like I don't exist? Like I'm some fucking tool he can use and toss aside whenever he feels like it? Is that what mercy is supposed to mean now? I didn't back down. I squared my shoulders, feeling every inch of anger, heartbreak, and betrayal burning just beneath my skin.

I was unsure why she was fighting for them, but that was what she was going to get if she dared me again, if she dared mock me again in the pack. "You can't do this, Alex… you have to stop, please!" She begged as she stood up abruptly and came closer to me, her hand gripping my suit jacket. "One thing you should notice about the Alpha is this, Kitten…" My hand just then curled around her waist, and without a second thought, I pulled her closer to my body. Our eyes locked, and I couldn't help but see the pain she felt knowing I was sending the male workers away because of her. "I am the Alpha, and once an order is given by the Alpha… it can't be reversed!!" I leaned closer to her face with a

I just can't wait for my memories to all come back to me so I can stop wasting my talents where the jerk of an Alpha is. "Darling you are here, I know you must have been missing me thats why you came here to look for me, how cute! I am just so lucky to have you in my life baby, don't worry about what's happening here we were just getting to know ourselves before she tripped and fell and I know you might be worried because she is new and all and I honestly was being very careful with her, I just did not know she was very clumsy, she literally just fell down on her own and spilled the coffee on her self, I tried to help her up but she refused and pushed my hands away, such a little poor thing!

Being an omega in a city ruled by powerful alphas meant she had limited options, and finding steady work had never been easy. The only job she had managed to hold onto was at the small office where she worked as a receptionist. It wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the bills—barely. The problem was her boss. A smug, arrogant alpha who thought his title gave him free reign to treat her however he wanted. She could handle most things.. rude customers, late paychecks, long hours—but what she couldn’t handle was the way her boss had been looking at her lately, his eyes lingering a little too long, his hands brushing hers in a way that made her skin crawl.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the building and went directly to the reception desk, just as he had asked me to. “Hi, how may I help you?” A polite lady with a bright smile asked. I smiled back at her and walked closer to her table. “Hi, my name is Keira, and I would like to see your boss.” “My boss? You mean the Alpha Boss?” Alpha boss? Is that what he's called around here? So he was truly an Alpha? What on earth does an Alpha want with a poor wolfless omega like me? “Yes, the Alpha boss.” I said, still with a smile on.

I made the mistake of turning briefly to see his serious face set in tight determination, his chiselled jaw sharp as the aura of fucking hot sexiness he was exuding. Damn feminine hormones of mine almost sent me tripping on the floors with need for him. "Alpha, ma'am, welcome..." We were being acknowledged from all directions, my heart skipping as I realised how much attention we were generating. I was an employee here and although I hadn't been to work for more months than I had been employed, He was still my boss, and Alpha. But judging by the harsh setting of his jaw, he didn't give a fuck, And did I? I hated it, but I did.

Unmoving. “No,” I say. That lands harder. “You forget who you’re speaking to,” she says. “No,” I answer calmly. “You forget who you raised.” Her eyes flash, then smooth over instantly. Perfect composure. Regal. Untouchable. “You will marry an Alpha,” she says. “That is final.” I tilt my head. “Then I’ll expose you.” Nothing changes on her face. Nothing. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she replies smoothly, as if I’d just suggested ice cream could fly.

His touch sent a jolt of electricity straight to her heart, which only proved that her mind was brave, but she still feared him. "Keep quiet," he warned. She rolled her eyes. Like letting them know that she has known his new boss all her life and how he was a cruel bastard. An Alpha at that. "Yes, sir." she shook his touch away. "Anything else, sir?" "Watch your attitude." "Or else?" "I'll make your life very miserable. And enjoy it, too. Not because you are a worthless Omega, but for the fact that you are a subordinate under my company who needs my pay."

He thought of the way she had looked at him in the ravine, and the way she had held him when he cried in the scullery. It wasn't just care. It wasn't just responsibility. It was... bold. It was inevitable. It was the only thing that made sense. "I..." Oreon started. "Do not say it," Miya commanded. "Do not speak the heresy." She stood up abruptly, towering over him. She smoothed her robes, locking the softness away behind the hardness of the Adjudicator. "I came to offer mercy," Miya said coldly. "Because you are the Alpha, and the pack needs its head. I will give you one last chance."

a male voice said. “She did look like good eye candy though. Especially when we knocked her out.” Faint snickers erupted while I let out a shuddered breath. They were talking about me. “None of that matters.” A deep voice cut through the laughter, turning the place quite. “It's what the boss wants. All we do is act.” Boss? Which boss? Who had taken me here? Another voice spoke “But really, all this for this puny human? We're lucky to have invaded this Alpha's territory and it's all for this worthless meat bag!"