Romans & histoires At The Mercy Of My Alpha Boss

I can’t afford to have a load of work assigned to me yet again, not when I am done with the ones he had given me yesterday. You could say I am avoiding Mr Di Mario now. I see why people call him ruthless now. I mentally say hopefully. I quickened my pace stepping into the elevator as I mentally prayed for ease and escape from the clutch of my boss. I deserve to rest. Freedom. Working for humans is way easier, you get to go into their heads and know exactly what they want before they order you to do it. But with a wolf, especially an Alpha, its a different thing. My powers can never get through an Alpha’s head, talkless of reading his mind.

I asked them as I stood up and faced them squarely and the one of them laughed and said "Boss was not lying when he said she was a handful" and the others laughed with him. I did not need to ask them who their boss was because I already knew it was the Devil Alpha "What do you and your boss want from me?" I asked again and one of them said to me " You better shut your mouth young lady and stop asking so many questions" I was irritated at them and at his arrogance so I did the opposite of his command "What do you want?" I asked them again and before they could say anything, I continued

Rules were tightening when I wasn’t looking. I grabbed my jacket and my keys. If I needed an alpha, I was going to get one who was rich, powerful, and smart enough not to confuse ownership with entitlement. Someone who would sign the paperwork and stay out of my way. The bar down the street was loud and dim, smelling of ambition and cheap cologne. I lasted fifteen minutes. Alphas noticed me now. Not subtly. Not carefully. Like a problem they had already solved. One leaned too close. One smiled like I belonged to him already. One asked if I knew how lucky I was.

“What our Alpha decides.” My spine stiffened. His Alpha? “You are not the Alpha?” I looked between the three of them, hoping this was a joke. Alphas were stubborn, headstrong beings. Having one bend to another was unprecedented. Having three of their caliber? The man must be a beast. “You have no reason to be afraid. Our Alpha is a merciful man,” the second one said. I lowered myself to the bed, wrapping my arms around my body. Maybe if I made myself look small enough, they would let me go.

"They say he is a high-ranking Alpha. The traitors used some special poison made from Wolfsbane to make him lose his memory. Now that he remembers everything, he's terrifyingly brutal. A lot of packs are scared of him." My mind went blank. So, he was not just some ordinary leader. He was the Alpha King. Someone that strong, that important… Could he still remember a human like me? Would he really come back for me? Lisa sighed when she saw how spaced out I was. "Now that you know you two are from different worlds. Stop waiting." I did not answer, but I could feel the chill spread out in my chest. I remembered how he did chores in my apartment, how he protected me, how he had said that I was th

I pulled my hands off the desk and straightened my jacket. I didn’t care. I didn’t care who he was or what he controlled or how many men dropped to their knees when he walked in. I didn’t care about the guards outside, or the way Diane had run, or the fact that the woman I had tried so hard to keep had just walked out with him like she belonged to another world. I didn’t care. I was Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. And no Lycan, no council, and no man in a white suit was going to walk into my building and tell me what I was or wasn’t fit for.

“You can't win the one out there if you're losing the one in here. You let Vorlag convince you that mercy is a flaw, and you’ll second-guess yourself right into a grave.” Kieran just watches me, his eyes wide and searching. “Why are you telling me this?” he asks, his voice barely a whisper. “What’s your angle, Basov?” “My angle?” I let out a rough laugh. “My angle is that I don’t want to die because my new Alpha is too busy fighting his own ghosts to see the enemy at the gate. I like breathing. And I’d like to keep breathing.” I push off the bookshelf and move to the large table in the center of the library, running my hand over an old map of the territory.

She exclaimed, pushing my legs off the couch and taking their place. “Oh, you know, he’s the total alpha male CEO/Owner of a multibillion dollar company. So it made sense that he would barge in my shop demanding those papers from me right? Well I put him in his place, and refused to give him the papers unless he worked under my management for the day.” I said flinging my wrist in the air with carelessness. “Oh, my god, Alice you are literally a boss bitch, you know that right? I can’t believe he agreed to it.” She said, and I took a sip of my delicious coffee, basking in its warmth.

he demands. “Apologies, Alpha, but I had to prioritize cleaning Juan and Denise's house before attending to my chores here,” I nervously explain to Alpha, my voice trembling with fear. As I attempt to take a step forward, Alpha forcefully seizes my arm and hurls me against the unyielding wall, eliciting a sharp cry of agony as the impact shatters something deep within my body. Before I can even react, Alpha swiftly crouches down, positioning themselves in front of me, their voice dripping with disdain and disappointment. “I should have never kept you in this pack, you pathetic mongrel. Your worthlessness is only surpassed by your inability to fulfill the simplest of tasks assigned to you.”

she cried like a slave. "No..it's.. fine..." I was about to console her and lift her when her boss interrupted. "We are so sorry, Alpha Ryder. Please have mercy on her." He begged me. "Get your filthy self away from here!" He shouted at her. In her trembling state, she stood up and ran out of the boardroom.