Chapter 53
Erin’s POV
One month. I had been working as the Alpha’s assistant secretary at Stone Group for exactly one month. And it had been nothing short of pure hell.
1 stared at my reflection in the mirror of the Stone Group executive floor bathroom, fingers gripping the cold ceramic edge of the sink. I blinked rapidly, trying to bring my tired eyes into focus.
The dark circles beneath my eyes had grown more pronounced, my skin had lost its healthy glow, and my once–shiny black hair now hung limply around my face despite my best efforts to maintain a professional appearance. I touched my cheeks, pressing against the cool skin, feeling the bones beneath becoming too prominent
“Look at yourself,” I whispered to my reflection, leaning forward until my nose nearly touched the
glass. The fluorescent lights buzzed above me, making me wince.
I cupped water in my hands, splanking the cold liquid against my face. The sudden shock made me gasp, water dripping down my neck, soaking the collar of my blouse. Such a lucky little Omega, working right under the Alpha & more.”
My wolf paced restlessly inside me, decking, scratching. I pressed my hand against my sternum, feeling the subtle movement seseuth my ribs. She had been growing increasingly agitated lately, her restlessness seeping into my dreams and keeping me from sleeping even when I had the chance to
rest.
At night, I often woke with a start, heart pounding, sheets tangled around my legs, her distress becoming my own. I could feel has discomfort growing day by day, becoming a constant pressure behind my breas
Over the past month, Claire had almost immediately delegated all of her work to me white maintaining the appearance of being busy herself,
I wasn’t naive–I understood what was happening. As a Delta wolf, Claire had found the perfect opportunity to shift her responsibilities onto an Omega who couldn’t refuse.
And Derek
The Pack Alpha seemed determined to pile more work on my desk each day, as if testing how much pressure i could withstand before breaking. Between Stone Group’s demands and my courses at Svecan Academy, I was sleeping about four hours a night–far too little for a wolf, especially a young werewolf like me who needed adequate test to maintain control.
Yet I hadst complained once. I couldn’t complain.
Chapter 53
I dried my face and checked my watch. Five minutes until the next meeting. Just enough time to puff myself together before facing another room full of high–ranking wolves who would subtly flare their nostrils at my Omega scent while pretending not to notice me at all.
My phone chimed with a notification from Claire. Another urgent task that needed immediate
attention.
I took a deep breath, smoothed down my skirt, and left the bathroom. I would get through today just as I had gotten through all the days before.
Three days ago, I had woken up with a fever, my bones aching, my head pounding violently. Even my wolf whimpered in pain, curling into a tight ball inside me. One look at me across the breakfast table, and my mother had immediately insisted I should stay home.
“You’re sick, Erin,” she had said firmly, placing a cool hand on my forehead. “Take a sick day. I’m sure they can manage without you for one day.”
I had nodded weakly, reaching for my phone with trembling hands to dial Claire’s number.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t come in today,” I had said, my voice hoarse and faint. “I have a fever, and-”
“The Pack Alpha doesn’t appreciate excuses in the workplace,” Claire had cut me off, her voice crisp. “He believes everyone is lazy and always trying to find reasons to avoid work. Even when sick, one
should strive to fulfill their duties.”
“But I- I had started to protest.
“I expect to see you in the office within the hour, Erin,” Claire had said before hanging up.
So I had dragged myself to work, fighting waves of nausea on the bus, my wolf growing increasingly agitated beneath my skin. By noon, my fever had spiked so high I nearly passed out during a meeting. Only pure determination had kept me conscious.
That night, I had collapsed on my bed still wearing my work clothes, too exhausted to even change. My wolf had howled deep inside me, angry and frustrated with the treatment of our shared body. But what choice did I have? I was an Omega living in an Alpha’s world.
Like yesterday, I had been working late in my office, completing a Darkwood Pack project that Derek had assigned to Claire. It was complex work involving financial forecasting and strategic planning- far beyond my job description, but somehow it had become my responsibility.
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