“Share it with us, Caroline,” he commanded softly.
“It’s straightforward. The building is large, so you could clear out an entire floor under the pretense of renovation. That floor would serve as a secure command center.
It should be sealed off and accessible only to trusted pack members, just like the executive suite you’ve already restricted.
We’ll recruit operatives to embed across all departments, not just the ones under suspicion. They should appear harmless, blending in easily, while acting as our eyes and ears. Their task would include duplicating all internal documents.
Since this is your territory, installing recording equipment in meeting rooms won’t raise any questions.
The investigation team would operate exclusively at night. They’ll review and analyze everything from within the secured floor.”
“The concept is solid, Carrie,” Beta Ryan said thoughtfully, “but why restrict them to night shifts?”
“To minimize contact with company employees,” I explained. “It reduces the risk of detection and prevents potential corruption. Plus, it avoids raising suspicions about strangers in the building.”
“That’s brilliant thinking, Caroline,” Clara remarked, her eyes approving.
“I can share contacts of the professionals who helped Mr. White when we conducted his investigation,” I offered. “They’re independent but highly qualified. In fact, Mr. White himself would be an exceptional asset.”
Draven’s violet eyes widened. “Wait, are you referring to Arthur White from City Steel?”
“Yes, that’s him. You know him?” I asked, surprised by his reaction.
“Of course,” Draven’s voice softened. “He was one of my father’s closest allies. When his company collapsed, it seemed highly suspicious. I met with him afterward. He mentioned how a friend had provided a remarkably competent person who helped uncover the fraud. That was you?” His eyes held newfound respect.
“Yes,” I admitted. “Fortunately, Mr. White managed to prove the fraud was an orchestrated scheme; otherwise, he might have been wrongfully imprisoned.”
“The lawsuit continues,” Ryan added solemnly. “Several people are behind bars, but White hasn’t recovered much of what was stolen from him.”
“Exactly,” I sighed, thinking of the kind man who’d become something of a mentor. “I visited him recently. He couldn’t rebuild completely, but his family had other smaller businesses that prevented total ruin. Draven, why not ask Mr. White to lead this investigation? He’s become quite specialized in fraud detection since then.”
“That’s precisely what I’ll do,” Draven nodded. “Ryan, what do you think of Caroline’s plan?”
“It’s perfect,” his Beta confirmed without hesitation.
“Clara?”
“Absolutely ideal,” she agreed.
“Excellent,” Draven’s voice took on the commanding tone of an Alpha making decisions. “We’ll implement it immediately. One more thing: from now on, we’ll need to meet Saturdays at my home office. Caroline and Kyle will be compensated for the extra time.”
We all nodded our agreement. “And Clara, I know you’re transferring to London soon and will support remotely, but can you return if needed?”
“Of course, Alpha,” Clara responded.
“Perfect,” Draven continued, his posture straightening with determination. “I’ll arrange a meeting with White at my house next Saturday. Clara, before you leave, relocate the staff from the floor below the executive suite-that’s where we’ll establish our investigation headquarters. Spread the news about upcoming renovations. I’ll also meet with the head of security on Saturday; Daniel is pack-loyal and will help us prepare the surveillance.” His violet eyes swept across all of us. “Stay more vigilant than ever and report anything suspicious. And remember, this matter is only to be discussed off company grounds in secure meetings at my home office.”
Everyone agreed and filed out one by one, with me preparing to be the last to leave.
“Caroline, wait a moment, please,” my Alpha called, his voice carrying the weariness of a pack leader bearing heavy responsibilities.
Caroline’s POV
I heard Draven calling and turned around, thinking he was going to give me more work.
“Yes, Alpha Draven?”
“Close the door, please, and come here.”
I closed the door, went back, and stood in front of him. He was sitting on that same couch that reminded me of dirty, sinful things I didn’t want to remember.
Draven looked vulnerable, his elbows resting on his knees and his head bowed. My wolf Rory stirred inside me, urging me to comfort him, to run my hands through his hair and tell him everything would be okay, but I resisted the impulse.
Every time he touched me, my reason slipped away. His simplest touch set my skin on fire, making my body crave more. The effect he had on me was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, even with my ex-mate Marcus. This intense attraction confused me… was this what finding your true mate felt like? But the cruel reality of being a scentless wolf haunted me. Without a scent, how could I ever be sure? How could he recognize me as his mate when he couldn’t sense me like other wolves could?
He stood up in front of me and pulled me by the waist into his embrace. It was calm, gentle, and affectionate. It was different from all the interactions we’d had until now, but at the same time, it was a familiar sensation that warmed my heart.
I felt him place a warm kiss on my right shoulder before speaking in my ear, his breath sending waves of heat through my body.
“I don’t know where all this is going…”
I thought he was talking about the audit, so I wanted to calm him down. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hand through his hair.
“Calm down, Draven, you’ll see everything will be alright.”
He sighed deeply, began tracing a trail of kisses along my shoulders, moving up my neck. When he reached the tip of my ear, he gave it a light bite and sucked, releasing it and placing another kiss there, continuing with his kisses until he reached my mouth.
What started as a soft kiss quickly turned wild. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, kissing me like he needed to taste every inch of me. I moaned into him, my body melting under his touch.
He growled low in his throat and flipped us over, pushing me down onto the couch. His body pinned me in place, hot and heavy on top of me.
I felt his dick brush against my pussy, which was already wet and yearning for him. Draven’s hands roamed up my sides until they cupped my breasts. My nipples were hard, straining against the fabric.
His violet eyes glinted wild and hungry. He ground his hips into me, letting me feel just how hard he was, while his mouth trailed down to my breast, licking and sucking until I was writhing.
In a quick movement that displayed his Alpha strength, he changed our position, sitting on the couch and placing me on his lap, pulling me down as if trying to merge us together and rubbing his hard, huge cock against me, making me close my eyes and moan while he moved.
“Oh, Carrie, what am I going to do with you driving me crazy?” he whispered.
He returned to kissing my neck and undid the first button of my shirt, placing a kiss there, doing the same with each button he opened. My shirt was open, my hair disheveled, and I was supporting myself with my hands on his shoulders. He kissed me again and slid his hands to my back, undoing my bra and freeing my breasts. He looked at me with fire in his eyes and smiled mischievously, taking my left breast in his mouth while his hand caressed the right one. He sucked, licked, kissed my breast, and gave my nipple a gentle bite.
I moaned again, feeling an electric current running straight to my legs as my wetness increased. He moved to the other breast and began sucking it as if he were feasting on the most succulent and sweet fruit. I grabbed his hair and pressed my breast against him, begging for more, while he licked one nipple and pinched the other with his hand.
Completely lost in sensation, I felt him pull me against his chest and quickly throw his jacket, which had been resting on the couch, over my back just as I heard Ryan speak through the door,
“Draven, let’s have dinner at… Holy shit! I’m leaving, I’m leaving!”
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