Awakening of his Luna's divinity

The blonde girl next office

~ACCALIA~

"Huh?"

"I hate repeating myself, Miss White" he says .

Oh Goddess, that voice alone. I swear, you alone know what it's doing to me. I'll piss him off if that's the only way I can get him to speak more.

"I'm sorry..so you're not employing me?" I sound so hurt.

I can easily get employed in any companies when others wish they had a Curriculum Vitae like mine.

"All depends on how you answer this question... " He stresses the last word as if he's able to detect a lie.

"Okay... Alpha" I say, prepared for whatever bomb he's ready to throw.

We share a brief stare before he clears his throat.

" I want you to leave your pack and join mine. In doing so will I employ you, Miss White. What do you say?" He relaxes in his chair, flexing his hands.

A devilish smirk forms on his lips, waiting for my answer.

Who the heck is he?. I'm not emotionally bound to my pack since we left there when I was a kid, but I'll never leave my pack for a stupid job.

A stupid heavenly paying job!.

No amount of money can make me leave my pack. Even if I barely know and relate with them.

"I'm not a patient type, Miss White. You should know by now. There's no thinking to this. This job can drastically change your life. You can take it or leave it. I don't have time to entertain your silence. You're not the only one I'm interviewing" Harshly, he states.

I get on my feet, gripping on my purse tightly for support when my legs fails to give me that. I know this is the right decision.

His eyes follow my movement. I look him through his shades with uncertainty.

I want to spill every thought out, but I'm finding it really hard doing so.

"Alpha Knight" He nods, edging me to continue.

Him having shades on is a perfect idea, thinking of it. I would have stammered if he didn't have it on. Don't leave me this time, voice. I need you the most.

I sigh.

Goodbye huge money. I made a lot of plans with you though.

Don't worry, Jem will have her share of beatings when I get home.

I heard from the media that failing an interview in any one of the KNIGHT'S companies is like saying 'au revior' to employment, because he'll make sure you stay unemployed forever.

The reason is simple.

You hurt his pride.

"Thanks very much for the offer but I won't accept it. I can't"

"You sure?" He question, leaning in. I get a perfect view of his features again when I lower my gaze to meet his.

"Yes please." I say.

"Interesting" Harshly, he breaks the pen into two with his fingers. I gulp nervously, as my eyes lands on the broken pen.

"I guess I'll be on my way then" I whisper to his hearing, not hiding the hurt in my tone.

I feel bad in a way not understandable to me.

I pull my legs which seem to be glued to the floor towards the exiting door. I made the right decision. f**k whatever he thinks.

"Miss White?" His voice gets me stuck in my tracks.

With a new found hope, I twirl facing his direction, my eyes pleading for him to change his mind.

I feel very uncomfortable depending on my Mom always. I would have gotten a higher position in one of Jem's companies even without a C.V and documents if I want, but I want to do this on my own.

She has already done enough.

"Yes Alpha?"

"Why would you choose your weak pack over mine and also, risk not getting employed?. In fact many will kill for this opportunity"

"I just can't do that. I won't ever abandon something I'm committed to for anything else despite it's reputation. I don't have that courage to do so" He studies me as I end my statement.

"Alright, Alright. Enough of the drama. You passed." He gets on his feet extending his right hand forward.

"Welcome to the KNIGHT'S, Miss White. You'll occupy my Personal Assistant position for the meantime till I find someone else."

What.

The.

Fuck.

His.

Personal.

Assistant.

?.

He gestures to his stretched hand. Feeling flashed, I approach him till the desk was the only thing separating us.

I'm finally getting to do what I've been dreaming about since I got here.

To touch him.

My stomach grumples as I extend my shaky hands, ready to take in his big ones. He keeps a poker face on. His expression telling me he doesn't have time to tolerate this imature behavior of mine but how his lips parts and closes tells a different confusing story.

How would his touch feel like?. I'm aware this is just a mere thing for him but why is it more for me.

An inch more before I can feel his warmth, an unexpected sneeze escapes my nose making me attend to it with my stretched hand.

He retract his hand, curling his upper lips and make a side to side head shake. His nose twitches to each side as he takes a seat.

Embarrassed, I murmur an apology. He nods like he was expecting such a reaction from me.

"Can you start today?" He keeps a straight face while flipping the files in front of him.

"Yes Alpha."

"Don't address me as Alpha. You're aware there are human employees here. That aside, I'm not your Alpha"

This is the like...what...the hundredth time he's making me look like a lost puppy!.

He's not my Alpha alright, but the dominance aura and alluring scent sheilding him makes it too hard not to address him as such. My Alpha. Mine. Sounds.... something else.

"Okay sir" I keep my voice calm.

He chuckles which almost sent me on my knees. What's he doing to me?. I've never been this weak towards a guy.

I bite my tongue then my inside cheek not knowing the cause of attraction I'm experiencing towards him. This is the time I need Esmee the most. I couldn't feel her again after the pack run.

She would have probably known the solution to my aching heart towards this multi billionaire. Maybe every girl who's lucky enough to get a glimpse of him feels this way.

Nothing more.

Nothing less.

"Bon. Your office is next to mine. On my left" He wears the smile that forms on his lips off, like he isn't expecting it.

That french accent had me pressing my thighs together, caging the sticky liquid that wants to flow from it's habitat realising now, how wet his voice makes me.

I follow the direction of his hand ignoring the itchness my eyes are punishing me with, when I disected my gaze from that masculine upper arm hiding in that cloth.

Our office is connected. Only a door separating us meaning he can easily visit me.

Visit?.

He's a multi billionaire Alpha!.

He will never do that.

"I despise lateness. You're a minute late and you're outta here. You'll attend to all my calls and everything else you're asked to do. Here" He hands me a bunch of files after bombarding all these instructions.

"Go through all of it. Make a copy of each one of them with the essential information. There's everything you'll need in that office. You're in charge of all my emails. Ignore the private ones." He adds.

"Okay sir." I say after digesting every word. Seeing he's done with his talking, I turn to leave.

"Miss White." His voice, sterner than all the others he has used.

"You'll prepare my coffee at 7am and 12pm. Black. No sugar. Very hot. Also...all the other instructions and payment are in the first file. You can dismiss." He shoves his hands at me.

Not wanting my ear drums to burst from all his bossy silly instructions, I quickly enter my office, shutting the door close.

I'm a f*****g employee in the KNIGHTS company!. I'll text Jem to get the drinks.

~TYLER~

I watch eagerly as she shut the door close, afraid I might say something else. Rudolfo has been going insane the moment she stepped inside.

I had to control him before I did or say something stupid.

Her scent still lingers in my office like an air freshener. I devour it all in. What's wrong with me?

That figure, oh f**k, how I could make her shiver underneath me. Fervently, I close the files in front of me as my thoughts run back to that blonde girl next office.

"Sleep" I slap the bulge protruding in my pants.

If it isn't for my arrogant bossy ass, I would have taken off the shades. I could have had a perfect view of her. I couldn't see her well because of that.

The serene attraction I feel towards that girl baffles me the more.

My hands continue itching for a touch of her skin. I'm inquisitive about this feeling I'm having for her. Being close to her is the only way I'll figure this tight feeling in my chest.

I don't plan on making her my personal assistant temporarily, if that's what she's thinking.

Whatever happens, I can't take off my shades in front of her. I'll never break that rule in the name of a one woman. I enjoy being mysterious. I don't plan on changing that.

My eyes... they're the most beautiful things you'll wish you get a glimpse of...even for a mini second.

Accalia.

Sounds sweet and naughty.

Leave my mind for now... I'll get to you later.

I press the button underneath my table, informing the next person to make an appearance.

****

Someone's calling my name?. No... it's probably my mind telling me so.

My eyes roams through the files, trying to sort things out. I need to be paid with a good f**k after this is all done or a b*****b at least. Natashia knows perfectly how I like it.

She's probably waiting for me.

When did things pile up this way?. I'm not into postponing work at all except if I've got a couple of hoes in my bed.

I'm never postponing work again because of p***y. Never again.

"Sir...Mr. Knight" My head snaps to the direction of the voice.

She looks at me quite disappointed, exhausted and... angry. I should be firing her at that expression but I think....I like it.

She sure knows how to cover her feeling up but I just sensed it.

Wait....how did I sense her feelings?.

She's not in my pack...and.... whatever I've a lot to deal with.

"I'm done with all the files. Here are the copies." She places the files on my table and massages her wrist, her voice weak.

All the things she's doing to me with that voice. How melodious it will sound to hear her moaning my name. f**k. Tyler, think.

This needs a lot of typing. For someone who's new to the working field, she's fast. Her C.V shows this is her first actual work experience although she has worked in a few companies as an intern.

This mate of mine is brilliant.

I really need to see a psychiatrist for calling her my...mate.

What's wrong with me today?. It might be because of me tearing Natashia's p***y with my c**k yesterday.

"Good." I say, and return to my work.

She clears her throat drawing my attention. I can't see her facial features clearly due to this shades. Taking it off will let her suspect something. She's probably aware of the rumors about me never taking off my shades.

I look her in the...eyes. Is it green or blue. It looks more like gold. In my entire life, I've never regretted wearing shades other than this day. Her lips...red. Women and lip gloss.

"What now?" I keep my voice void of any emotion.

My eyelids are heavy and begging to rest but I need to get this done before tomorrow. I squeeze my eyes shut and open them wide in an effort to stay awake.

Unconsciously, I massage my bowed shoulder, letting out a low moan. I'm drained but I don't let go of the pen as I continue applying my signature in the files after a thorough read.

"You look tired. Shouldn't you rest?" Concerned written all over her face, she asks.

"You should mind your business, Miss White. Don't you think it's time you go home?. It's getting pretty late since you used most of the time on these few files"

What the f**k did I just say this?.

"I'm sorry. I'll be on my way" She says each word with annoyance, and leave without saying another word.