Her Boss the Alpha

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Authors: K. S. Martin
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Paranormal, Werewolves & Shifters
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She’d
hoped they could make love once more before she left but it didn’t work out. 
She toyed with the pendant he’d placed around her neck.  It was silver and she
thought silver was poisonous to werewolves but then too, that was TV and
movies.  Lauren wondered if there was a text book or something that she could
read and learn about them.  He said that he was her mate, mate is forever, and
since she knew absolutely nothing about wolves, werewolf or otherwise, she had
a lot to learn.  Why were they all different colors?  Shouldn’t they look alike
if they are family?  In the one show she’d found on cable yesterday all of the
wolves were grey like Louis.  The narrator mentioned white snow wolves being
located in the Canadian Arctic region while red wolves were dominant on the
east coast and in the south.  He said that red wolves were only bred in
captivity now and there weren’t any in the wild.  Lauren giggled.  That was
true, indoors could qualify as captivity, when she got to know them better, she
would ask Darrell and Dorothy if they conceived the girls indoors or out. 
Maybe she would even call the producers of that show and demand an edit.  She stifled
another giggle.  That was probably against the rules if you were mating a
werewolf.  Obviously, they would like to remain a secret.  Lauren hung her
suit, blouse, undergarments, and pantyhose up on the hook on her bedroom door. 
She would wear the navy blue suit tomorrow.  It would be a subtle reminder of
her on the duvet for him to see her in navy blue.  There was knock on her front
door and she went to answer it.  Sometimes Grams brought her cookies on
Sundays, she liked to bake but was diabetic she’d said once and if she kept
them all, she would have to eat them all.  Lauren opened the door to find an
immaculate as usual Zoe.  What could she possibly want and how did she know
where Lauren’s apartment was anyway?  “Hi Zoe.  What are you doing here?”  Zoe
gave her the usual cat like smile that she always did and stepped inside of
Lauren’s apartment.  Lauren had to move aside when Zoe pushed her way in
unbidden.  “Is there something you need?”
    “Yes, in fact
there is Lauren.”  She sat down on Lauren’s overstuffed couch in almost the
same spot where Jake sat not very long ago.  “I need you to come work for
Devlin.  Don’t go back to Bryant IT, it isn’t safe for you.”  Lauren’s face
scrunched up with disbelief.  “I mean it Lauren.  Mr. Devlin really wants you
to come and work for him and if you don’t well…there will be repercussions.” 
Lauren sat in her grandmother’s rocker and stared at Zoe.  What did that mean? 
Repercussions?  “I’ve been working for Devlin for awhile now and it’s not by my
choice.  He has threatened me and believe me when I say it is not a threat that
I take lightly.  His interest is in you now and you should just come along
willingly because if you don’t, he will hurt you.”  Lauren’s brows knitted and
she sighed.
    “Zoe, thanks for
the message but I think that I am going to stay at Bryant.  I like my job and
there are going to be some very nice changes tomorrow.”  Lauren stood.  “So if
you will excuse me.”  Lauren gestured toward the door. 
    “Have it your
way.  You are very stubborn Lauren.”  She was texting someone.
    “So I’ve been
told.”  Lauren opened the door not noticing the huge man on the other side.  He
came in and shut the door behind him.  At the same time, he grabbed Lauren, his
beefy arm sliding around her throat while he pricked her with a hypodermic. 
Everything went dark then and Lauren slumped boneless to the floor. 
    ***
    The funerals were
held quietly at the rear of the estate property on Monday morning.  Family and
servants only attended the private ceremonies and his grandfather Louis was
buried beside his grandmother Viola who passed many years ago after a car
accident.  His father was interred not far away

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