She closed her eyes as she sat at her desk and just bit the bullet, so to speak, she picked up her phone and texted Jared with her question, but kept it all business. “Mr Hayes, that warrior across the street from my apartment, what was his pack scent?” Straight to the point, no weird ass undertones.
It only took a few minutes to get a response from him, “Daffodils, why?”
“Curious is all,” she sent back and put her phone down on the desk, and a full frown marred her face now, as she realized it had to be one of Nolan’s men that had been watching her apartment. That was her home pack’s scent, though why was he now tracking her, and what would he make of Jared following her home that night?
Had that wolf seen her attack, Jared? But then help him into her apartment afterwards? What did not bode well for her, she didn’t was his order? And what had he reported to Nolan.
Jared
How could he ignore her blatant s*x talk in his office? The woman, it seemed, was interested in being punished by him. Yes, he’d been playing an innocent word game with her, which she picked up on pretty quick and opted to play it right back. That was fun for him.
Turning that escort, she would have to and from the office that had been mentioned earlier. Into an actual s****l reference and wanting to know when and how long she got to have him. It didn’t escape his notice that with each warrior she dismissed, they all had dark brown to black hair or had blue eyes, anything that resembled himself was tossed on his desk with a ‘ no’.
It actually amused him more than it annoyed him, because it meant she was going out of her way to make a point to him, and when she showed in that blonde green-eyed warrior, that was the complete opposite of how he looked himself. He had to really pull on his bloodline not to actually laugh about what she was doing.
But then to get up and just actively really taunt him, tell him he should get to know her before playing with her. Well, that was an invitation as far as he was concerned, her way of stating she liked him on some level, because she was actively telling him in a roundabout way to play with her.
To see her so very boldly tell him about her s*x toys, he’d not considered that when punishing her, but did it surprise him? No, most she-wolves did have them, they were s****I creatures, and he’d learned last night, so was she, even wolf-less. She responded just like and true she-wolf did, was just as sensitive.
But her leaning right down and murmuring all tauntingly in his ear about how she’d used them to get those orgasms he’d denied her, that had his undivided attention, and it roused a need in him to punish her right now, because she’d gotten what he’d denied her.
Here in this office she couldn’t do that, nor could she return to her office and do that, so he acted on impulse to punish her right here in his office, uncaring of who might smell her arousal when she left, there was no way he wasn’t going to ignore the obvious invitation to punish her. With talk like that, what more could she expect from him? When he’d already told her in the elevator, she was looking to be punished by him.
Now this, all the s*x talk, so very bold of her, it was clear to him, she wanted to be punished by him. So he would be bold back. She was shocked by his reaction, but to his delight she didn’t actually struggle against him or try and get away either, and the gasp that came from her delighted him. He kept his touch firm but brief, and the moment he smelled her arousal start to bloom, he stopped, it didn’t even take that much.
She was going to be fun to play with, just like last night, barely half a minute, and she was wet and wanting him. It was a pity she wasn’t wearing a skirt or a dress, he could just put her on his desk and taste her until she was almost there.
But he wouldn’t today, just gave her a little taste to send her back to her office very annoyed and frustrated, food for thought all afternoon. He even tasted her on his own finger, and he felt his c**k twitch as he did so. Thankfully, she left his office before he wanted more himself. Tonight would be fun, he thought absently as he strolled to his door and leaned on it. She’d not said no to him turning up to punish her.
He stood and watched Wynta walk away from his office and smiled at her as she looked right at him from the elevator. She, he’d noted, always wore pantsuits to the office. That was a bit of a hindrance to him and his punishing of her today. He watched the elevator doors closed and pushed off his door and walked from his office.
“She looked annoyed, Alpha.” Stacey commented as he tapped a finger on her desk, to draw her attention to him. It seemed Stacey had seen the way Wynta had stalked from his office too.
“She was.” He chuckled softly. “I’m arrogantly annoyingly charming when I want to be. It frustrates her.” He smiled at his own words, “I’m going out for a bit, Stacey.” He told her. ” Hold all my calls.”
“I don’t think you should,” Stacey commented as she looked him over, and he knew she could smell Wynta on him. “Play with her like that, your father won’t appreciate it, he is trying to bring her in remember.”
He laughed now. “Who do you think told me to charm her into being a pack member? I got the old man’s permission.” He chuckled softly and he did have.
“Oh.” Was all she stated, “Well, I wish you luck, I guess.”
“I might just need it.” He nodded as he thought about that wolfsbane she’d hit him with. He’d have to watch for that as well from now on. No more sneaking up on the woman. She couldn’t tell the difference between packs, so hadn’t known it was him right there with her on the street.
Jared walked off to the elevators himself. She’d had plenty of time to make it to her floor where there were only humans and none of them would smell him on her. If there had been wolves down on her floor, he’d not have touched her.
He was just getting in his car when her name flashed on his phone with a message, and he smiled to himself, hoping it was something that would give him reason to punish her even more. Alas, it wasn’t. All business once more, he answered her question, though it made him curious as to why she asked it.
She’d told him she couldn’t discern a pack scent on a wolf, could only tell the difference between humans and wolves. That was also a curiosity. Could she distinguish between pack and rogue wolves? He thought about that. Even wolfen children, without their wolves yet, could tell when a rogue was about. It was kind of built into their DNA, so yes, she probably could.
It was an unusual pack scent even he had to admit, but maybe, being that it was a flower and quite sweet smelling, she might actually be able to detect it. He might have to test that theory. She did have what would be considered a human’s sense of smell, and so she’d be able to pick up things like the delicate scent of flowers if she was given them. So, it would make sense that she’d pick up that pack scent now if she knew what it was.
Ah, maybe that was why she asked. She could pick up all scents but just wouldn’t know if it was a pack scent, unless someone told her. He thought about that as he drove, and he realized she needed to be told what it was, to understand it wasn’t just something in the breeze. She was going to be on the lookout for it to help protect herself.
He drove himself to a nice high-end boutique and stepped into the store to look around. The sales lady smiled right at him, and he smiled right back as she asked, “How may I help you today?”
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