a meeting 37

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Chapter 37 Roman's POV I have called her so many times, hoping that she would finally answer, but she never does. This was starting to piss me off. I’m spending all my time trying to get her back, and she isn’t even answering me. I’m fed up with this bull crap. What is wrong with this girl? Day after day, I call and leave messages. Day after day, I texted her and told her I would make her leave so she could come back to me. But she never answers back. When I called today, this automated system answered. This must be the wrong number. Have I been texting and calling the wrong number? I checked, and no, that was the number she had. So, what was the problem? What is the problem? I called again, and the automated system came on. “I’m sorry, the number you have called is no longer in service. Please hang up and try again.” Wait, did she change her number? So I called and asked about her name and if she had a new number. The guy said her number is untraceable and unable to find her number. “I'm sorry, sir, the number can not be found in the system. Please try again later.” Then, he hung up. I screamed into the phone. Carrie came running into the office with a worried look on her face. She was looking around, ready to fight someone. Then she said to me, "What the h3ll is wrong with you? Why are you yelling?" “Come in here and shut the fuc*ing door now.” She took a few steps inside, shouting and locking the door so no one would just walk into the room. “What's the problem, Roman? Your girlfriend is not answering your calls or texts? Yeah, I know all about them. Do you think she is going to come back after what you’ve done to her, after what we’ve done to her? She hated us, but yet you want her to come back.” I didn't pay her any attention. I needed a release, and she was the right person to give it to me. I shoved her over my desk, pulling her pants down, shoving my c*ck deep inside her. Damn, she was so tight. I loved it. After my release, I told her to go wash up and make sure she was clean and well-dressed. We were going to have company. She didn't look at me; she got up, pulling her pants back up, and rushed out of the room to get cleaned. She could be of good use to me. She was now the top trainer and the strongest one. She has taught the others to fight. Maybe just maybe we could go to that warrior competition. I had an invite, too. This could be the right thing to do. If she is there, I could snatch her up, and then she will be all mine. She won’t have a choice but to be with me. If she has a mate, I'll just mark her over his mark. It would kill him. Yeah, I will do that. I will get rid of Carrie after I get Angela back. She won’t know what hit her. Carrie's POV I had just come back inside after teaching a group. Exhausted from managing everything on my own, I decided to head to Roman's office to seek help. Despite being supposed to be a Luna, I found myself in the role of a trainer due to his insistence. As I walked back into the pack house towards his office, I heard him screaming, and with a sense of urgency, I rushed in, ready to confront the source of the commotion. To my surprise, no one was in the room. His face was red, and it seemed as if he could blow smoke out of his ears. Involuntarily, I blurted out, "What's the problem, Roman? Is your girlfriend not answering your calls or texts? I know all about them. Do you really think she will return after what you have done to her, after what we have done to her? She despised us, yet you expect her to come back. And then what? Are you planning to force her to be your mate? It will never happen, Roman. She detested this place, she detested you." However, he remained silent, gesturing for me to come inside and shut the door, which I did. He then forcefully pushed me against the desk, pulling my pants down and engaging in intimacy with me. Although I enjoyed this previously, I found myself disconnected. I didn't want to be his mate or Luna anymore. After he was finished, he instructed me to clean up as we were expecting company. I didn't particularly care to be there, but I had to discern his intentions. In haste, I showered to rid myself of his scent, grateful for the pills that prevented pregnancy. Despite not discussing children, I continued taking them. Following my shower, I turned off the water, dried off, carefully applied light makeup, and dressed in a pantsuit. After styling my hair, slipping on sandals, I headed downstairs to the office. Upon entering the room, I found Roman engrossed in typing on the computer. Rolling my eyes, I sat down on the couch. He glanced up and complimented me, stating, "You look beautiful. I was attempting to finish this work. Would you like to come over and see what I'm doing?" Surprised by his invitation, I sensed he had ulterior motives. I decided to remain on guard as I didn't trust him; he had already crossed boundaries. "Listen, I want us to be close, okay? And if the alpha inquires about our relationship length, tell him over three years," he said, prompting me to correct him. "Hmm, Roman, we have been together for almost six years since Angela left for warrior school. Did he forget? Or was he testing me? He needs to be coherent before the alpha arrives." “Oh, that’s right, I almost forgot about her. Listen, I'm sorry for trying to get her back here. You're the one that stayed by me, and well, I think we need to start over.” I did not trust this man; he's up to something. There has to be something planned. I already moved out of our room; he knows this. I'm not moving back into that room. There is no way I'm moving back into that room. “Let's just take it from here. I'm not jumping into this with you right now. We have a meeting that is about to start, and I have to think about things.” “That's all I want to hear. Come on, they should be here any minute now. Just stand beside me and put your hand on my shoulder like you were reading something on the computer.” Oh, I see. Yeah, I figured he had a plan. He wanted the alpha to think we were really close. It's the reason why he wanted me standing beside him. Sighing, I hope this guy gets here soon. I'd rather be in my room reading a book than be in there acting like we are the loving couple.
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