Lyra(Mia’s) POV.
A day in the office was everything you would expect. It was hectic to the core.
The demand for drafts were alarming and the workload threatened to break my shoulders. I barely got the chance to get up and have myself a feel of lunch. I had to eat my bagel at my table.
I was working twice as hard as everyone else at work and that was no pun intended. Everyone was looking up to me to maintain my fame and the only way to do that was to milk out more beautiful designs.
“You look like you're about to pass out,” Sandra sympathised with me. “Where the hell is the Alpha? He is the one who is supposed to handle all these schedules, not you.”
I sighed in resignation. “I don't have any reason to complain or question his actions. I'm just doing what is expected from me, my jo
