The Devil in love

Chapter 1

October 31, 2019

She was walking down the corridor of the Fox Technologies Company in all her glory, her stilettos clicking on the marble floor, her long curly fire-like hair going wild behind her.

Followed by her 2 guards which were werewolves, twins, and also her Betas. 

Awen Fox rules both her father's pack end her mother's Coven. But she also is the "big boss", as the twins call her, of the Fox Technologies Company. She is the brain of the company, and nobody knows it. Her employees think that she is just a very influencial (and hot) partner of F.T.C.*  

Since Awen is very old, and the company is practically as old as her, she needed a plan so she could check on everything by herself. With that, she came with an idea ; make an appearance every hundred or so years, be there for 5 years as the oldest ans closest partner of the company, then organise a well known reception for any occasion and make them forget her appearance with the help of a potion her mother taught her when she was still a pup. Easy peasy.

Actually, it was her tenth party. And this year, the party is a Halloween-themed party. 

- Can someone give me the invitations list, please?  She said passing by one of the coordinator of the party, walking into the reception room. I would like to check who is invited, and if everyone can come. 

- Of course Miss Wolf, I'll bring it to you right away. 

In order to keep her identity hidden, Awen Fox is known as Amber Wolf, the CEO of the Wolf & Cie Corp, the leader of the United States in providing all the materials needed to F.T.C.* 

- Okay boys, I need you to check the entrance of the building and check that there's no Rebel entering this reception. I want everything to go smoothly this time. The twin betas nodded, walking away to the entrance of the building. 

You see, there are two groups in the surnatural world ; the Protectors and the Rebels. The Protectors is a council with other species under their watch as to protect the human realm. And the Rebels, on the other hand... Well, they are a bunch of wild creatures against the Protector's Council. They want to kill, manipulate and feed from the humans freely. 

The P.C.* exists to keep the two realms in balance and in rspect. However, some creatures despise the human kind, but won't understand that, without any human nor feeding regulation, both humanity and surnatural world will disapear. 

Awen was still walking around the reception hall, checking all the decorations. Standing in the midst of the room, she watched every detail around her appreciatively, hands on her hips. The black and orange balloons were floating hihgly in every corner, the tables were perfectly aligned and decorated with spider webs, carved pumpkins and food looking like human body parts. Every window was covered with thick, black velvet curtains. After a last glance around her, she was satisfied with the organisation.

Walking to the kitchen, located on the third floor of the building, she checked the guests' list to the reception. There were celebrities, smaller companies' CEOs and their employees, and other clients. Everything should be perfect this time. 

The last party was... A disaster. Some of the pack's pups decided to scare the guests and changed into their wolf form. Right in front of the said guests. Some had heart attacks, others just ran around the reception hall screaming and crying. The pups were enjoyin,g themselves, and they still laugh about it one hundred and five years later. The twins betas were a part of it. So, to keep eveything in order, Awen used one of her rituals and stoped the time,which costed her own ring finger, in order to prepare a potion so everything seemd alright to the guests. 

Thinking about those good old times, she arrived on the third floor, and walked into the kitchen. 

- Hello guys, is everything fine ? Will the surprise cake be ready on time ? She asked the team, the Spinelli's Catering Service. 

- Yes Ma'am, we're finishing the last coat ! Said one of the chefs. 

- Great, and please don't forget to turn on the mist maker before the entrance, alright ? I want it to be perfect, remember it or I'll be forced  to punish you all. Said Awen, a mischievous grin on her lips, while the staff members gulped loudly. Even humans could feel the pressure caused by her Alpha aura, not knowing what it was, but making them fear their employer. 

This time, she choosed to work with an italian catering service, and a famous one. Luis Spinelli was young, but already so talented. He had italian cooking in his veins. But somehow, nobody never saw him. And Awen was oddly curious to meet him... 

She walked out of the kitchen, and went to the fifty-third floor, joined her lodge, and started to get ready for the party. 

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* F.T.C. : Acronym to the Fox Technologies Company. 

* P.C. : Aronym to the Protector's Council.