I nodded.
Eleanor continued, “Besides, you said he already guaranteed it won’t affect your job, and if it does, you can find another one. The Blood Moon Pack would take you back in a heartbeat.”
“You think so, Elle? I’m afraid of getting hurt. I think I’m already kind of falling for him, but I know he’s way out of my league. He’s an Alpha, for Moon’s sake!”
“Oh, stop it, Caroline! Don’t give me that ‘he’s out of my league because he’s rich and powerful’ nonsense. That’s the garbage those jerks from our pack put in your head, and you need to forget it. They were all idiots,” Eleanor said seriously.
“Besides, we have to take risks in life. It’s better to get hurt than to live wondering what could have been. And this time you don’t even have to worry about protection. Though a cub between you and Draven would be just as beautiful as Liam,” she said and burst out laughing.
I playfully swatted her with the dish towel, but I was laughing hard too. After I had Liam, Elle insisted that I start taking birth control. At first, I refused, saying no one would ever touch me again, but she persisted, arguing that I might meet someone or simply have physical needs. I assured her that wouldn’t happen because I had no intention of sleeping with anyone ever again. I only gave in when she pointed out that I also hadn’t planned on having sex with a masked stranger at a costume party, but it happened anyway. I was grateful my friend was so persistent and that I finally listened.
“Carrie, get yourself ready, go to work tomorrow and drive that Alpha crazy all day long. Then after everyone leaves, rock his world so hard that no female will ever make that hottie forget you,” she said, holding me by the shoulders.
“She’s right,” Rory agreed eagerly. “Let’s take what feels right.”
With even my wolf Rory on board, there was no point in holding back anymore.
“You think I can do it, Elle?” I was laughing and tempted to follow my friend’s advice.
“Oh Caroline, you really don’t know the power you have! And you’ve already let the guy go down on you-now stop being silly and get some action, girl. Your wolf deserves it too. Rory’s been alone too long.”
My god, but Eleanor was impossible. However, she wasn’t wrong. You know what? I was going to take her advice. I looked at her with a naughty smile and said, “Help me pick out an outfit?”
“Woohoo! I’m going to make you look so hot that I doubt that Alpha will be able to work. His wolf will be howling for you all day!”
She ran her hand along my arm as we headed to the bedroom to choose the look that, according to her, would give my boss a heart attack.
Caroline’s POV
When I arrived at Draven’s building on Saturday morning, I couldn’t help but admire the sleek modern architecture. After checking in with the doorman, I made my way to the elevator. Despite this being a “business meeting,” my mind wandered to all the ways I could tease my Alpha boss today.
Eleanor and I had stayed up late carefully selecting clothes, shoes, lingerie, and plotting what she called our “seduction strategy.”
She’d convinced me to wear a silk off-shoulder white blouse paired with a knee-length pencil skirt that hugged my curves perfectly. The skirt’s daring side slit revealed just enough leg to be teasing yet professional. I completed the look with black pointed stilettos that made my legs look endless.
A delicate silver chain necklace adorned my neck, and my slim-framed glasses gave me that sexy secretary look Eleanor insisted would drive him wild. My hair was styled in loose waves, and my makeup was subtle but alluring. Underneath, I wore a matching set of black lace lingerie with delicate straps-my secret weapon.
My outfit managed to be both office-appropriate and tantalizingly attractive.
Now standing in this elevator, I found myself thinking about how to provoke my boss when I should be focusing on work.
The building had one apartment per floor, with the elevator opening directly into each residence. When the doors slid open, I was genuinely impressed-everything was bright and elegant without being ostentatious. It was modern and exuded power, perfectly reflecting my boss’s personality and status as an Alpha.
I walked through the hall, already hearing Ryan’s laughter echoing from somewhere inside. A man in his fifties approached to greet me courteously.
“Miss Caroline, good morning. I’m Jorge. They’re on the terrace, please follow me.”
I thanked him and followed Jorge through the spacious apartment. When we reached the terrace, I found Draven, Clara, and Ryan engaged in conversation. As I entered, they fell silent, and I heard Ryan whistle while he started singing “Pretty Woman.” This was becoming routine whenever I entered a room.
“Good morning, were you talking about me?” I greeted them playfully.
“Caroline, you look absolutely stunning in that dress!” Ryan complimented, his eyes appreciative but respectful.
“If I weren’t already looking at someone else, Carrie, I wouldn’t leave you alone for a second,” Ryan added with a wink.
“If you weren’t looking at someone else, Ryan, and I didn’t know you had your eye on Emma from marketing, you’d be reassigned to branch right now!” Draven said with a smile. “And you, miss, will have to start wearing a burqa!”
He stood up, walked over to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and pulled me by the hand rather possessively, his touch sending warmth through our skin-to-skin contact.
I greeted Clara before sitting down. When I crossed my legs, I felt Draven lean in close, his cedar and musky scent enveloping me as he whispered in my ear:
“I’m going to have Jorge bring a blanket to cover those wonderful legs!”
I smiled, but he didn’t even have time to follow through as Mr. White arrived right after, his presence commanding attention despite the casual setting.
“Good morning everyone!” He greeted cheerfully. “Caroline, dear, how wonderful to see you again. How are you?” he said, kissing me on both cheeks.
“Very well, Mr. White, thank you. And you?” I replied, genuinely happy to see him again.
“Thanks to you, I’m getting back on my feet, my dear!”
“Oh please, I didn’t do anything. But I’m glad things are going well.”
He squeezed my hand gently and turned to my boss:
“Draven, take good care of her. This young lady is a precious gem in your pack!”
“I know that, Arthur. I’m keeping a close eye on her,” Draven replied and winked at me, sending my wolf into a flutter of excitement.
“And you, Clara, are you really going to London?” Mr. White asked with a sentimental look at Clara.
“Yes, I am, Arthur. To be close to my daughters and grandchildren,” she replied with a smile, but the way they looked at each other made me suspect there was something more between them, a bond that transcended normal friendship.
“This territory will be sadder without you!” he responded gallantly.
I wondered if they had a history. I knew Mr. White had been widowed for many years and hadn’t formed a mate bond with anyone since his wife died. I was pondering this when I heard Draven say my name.
“So that’s it, Arthur. Carrie mentioned you went through something similar and suggested we ask for your help,” Draven concluded.
“Look, Draven, you know your father was a great friend of mine and a respected Alpha. Helping you protect your pack will be very gratifying for me, especially since it was recommended by this young lady who became like a daughter to me and dedicated herself to helping me so much,” Mr. White said with sparkling eyes. “It was Caroline who alerted me about my accountant when we started reviewing the documents. I hadn’t realized he wasn’t being honest with me.”
“Sometimes you need an outside perspective, Mr. White, because from the inside, you can’t see everything,” I said softly.
We spent the rest of the morning sorting out how things would work. At lunchtime, Jorge announced that the table was set, and my boss invited everyone to join. While eating, we continued discussing work, the conversation flowing naturally despite the tension I felt whenever Draven’s gaze lingered on me.
“So, Draven, after we talked yesterday, I called Clara. We had lunch together, she gave me some information, and I mapped out the strategy for moving the finance department with her,” Arthur spoke confidently.
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