The Were CEO’s Secret

Still typing aggressively with his left hand, Nathan dragged his phone to his ear, with his right. He nodded to everything his mother said before dropping the phone down.

Why was everyone warning him like he had been doing something he shouldn’t get caught in? So far, he’d made no obvious mistake.

The Alpha was returning should be a thing of joy but everyone was panicking, and expected him to panic as well.

A message beeped in and he could tell it was his father. That man never called.

“Your Alpha is returning. Tighten all lose ends” Nathan read his message with an annoyed voice. His dad sounded like he was sure of something.

Picking up his telephone, he called for his assistant.

“Sir Nathan?” she appeared in seconds.

“I don’t know why everyone’s been reminding me the Alpha is coming. Was there something we did wrong?” he sighed.

Noticing his assistant’s silence he looked up at her, “Was there something we did wrong?” he said again.

She folded her arms, looking out the door “Alpha doesn’t like humans around. Yes, you’re human but you know…” she sighed tiredly, keeping her eyes fixed on him.

Nathan raised a brow confused. What about a human? His brain clicked and he sprang from his seat. Stephanie!

He had employed Stephanie for basically no reason. He didn’t need a secretary, he had an assistant. And the Alpha wouldn’t be happy he was wasting salary on someone doing nothing. Also the Alpha doesn’t like human, but it’s his choice who to employ.

“The Alpha gave me the company. I think I can run it as I like” he rolled his eyes. His assistant let her hands fall.

“Leave please. We have other human workers. Stephanie wouldn’t be a problem”.

“But sir.. Stephanie is the closest to us. To you. The other human workers work at lower positions, she’s a secretary and… “.

“So you don’t trust her?” he halted her speech.

The assistant gulped before answering, “Yes, she is human. Also, she feels so full of herself”.

“One, I’m human too. Two, she’s confident, not ‘full of herself’, okay Ash? Now you can leave?”.

Ash turned to leave but swerved back, facing her boss, her hands folded again. Nathan face palmed. Should he just replace Stephanie with her?

“That one, you’re human and grew up with us werewolves. And that two, I’m pretty sure she’s proud. I don’t like her. What’s her job even?”.

Nathan clapped his hands, “And there, Ash, that’s it. You don’t like her because you feel she replaced you. And you’re wrong”.

Ash narrowed her eyes at him, “I am not jealous”.

“You aren’t. Just a bit giddy. But you’d never be replaced. You were picked by the Alpha. Just take Stephanie as some filling, okay?”.

Ash stifled in some laughter, “Fillings? Okay, so let me guess, she’s the bet of the twins”.

Nathan’s pupils dilated. Did the whole pack know of the bet already?, “I don’t know how you heard that but Stephanie shouldn’t”.

Ash saluted, “Fine. Let her stay for as long as it takes you to finish your bet. I pity her already” she finally left his office.

Nathan struggled with his hair. How had those twins spread the news about? And how did his mom and dad know of Stephanie!

Indeed he was just like the acting CEO when the company should be fully directed by him. The Alpha shouldn’t have a say anymore.

There was a knock on the door. Nathan sighed visibly, he was never getting a break. Ash opened by his command and a middle aged woman stood behind her. “Um, sir, Mrs. Gaston”.

Nathan shot daggers at the woman making her looks downwards, his eyes seemed darker as he nodded at Ash to let them both be.

The woman was shabby like she hadn’t eaten or had a proper bath for two days. Her hair looked as if she had laid on bare foam.

“Mrs. Gaston” his voice resonated the room as the woman attempted sitting down, she stopped, facing him with watery eyes.

“We heard of the death of your husband at the hospital. Then heard that money from my safe was stolen. What a coincidence!” he leered.

His voice did terrible things to the woman. She wanted to cower and hide. She had been eaten up by guilty and sorrow, but now fear.

She opened her mouth to speak but words failed her. She just gazed pitifully upon the man towering above her to devour her.

“Dishonesty. Theft. Murder. Those are your crimes, Mrs. Gaston”. She subconsciously nodded, accepting of all her mistakes.

“If you’ve told us that your husband was dying” she looked up at the CEO as his voice softened, “I would’ve been arranged something, ma’am”.

She tore her mouth open to speak, “I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. I wanted to save my husband but ended up killing him. I’m sorry. I’m sorry”.

Nathan didn’t feel a pinch of regret or pity seeing her wailing on the ground. He had known her course of actions, he had known.

Since the last two weeks, he had been watching her suspicious movement around his safe whenever she came to clean his office.

His senses always told him to confront her but he deliberately wanted to let her rat herself out and give in to her sinful desires.

She was a human, a measly human, who would let their heart work faster than their brain and then make their mind and conscience suffer.

“You’d receive your punishment” he spelt out to her, “You’d be sacked. And the police would decide what happens to you”.

The woman raised her hand to her head, heaving out heavy breaths. That was the end of her. And at the end, she couldn’t even save her husband.

Now she’d be at the mercy of the government. And her children, what happens to them!

She wanted to plead for mercy but the dark aura from her boss’s eyes glaring down at her made her words stay in her throat.

She never wanted to see this side of him. She was warned but didn’t listen. She struggled to stand, her head down, “I regret my actions, sir”.

“You should”.

“And I’m thankful for saving my life” she sniffed. She hadn’t commit direct murder but just theft. With police she’d have few years sentence.

If he had handed her over to his wolf pack security, then she’d surely die, “Thank you for saving my life” she repeated, wiping her eyes.

She was making for the door to leave when the door hit her from behind. “Oh sorry” someone apologized immediately.

It was a young woman in her early twenties. She was dressed formally so might be a worker but Mrs. Gaston hadn’t seen her during her days as a cleaner at the company.

The woman admired the younger woman’s stature and strawberry blonde colored hair before looking away.

“Stephanie. I always told you to knock. Now you’ve interrupted a meeting with a business partner” Nathan sighed, rubbing his temples.

Stephanie looked at the woman, from head to toe. She didn’t look like a business partner in those dull clothes, and she had a wet face.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

But then rich people didn’t always wear flashy clothes and the wetness could be from heat or makeup. She bowed to the lady, “I’m so sorry”.

Nathan grinned, “Aish. Don’t worry, Mrs. Gaston’s doesn’t blame you. Leave for now”. Stephanie nodded, head down, embarrassed.

She bowed again to both the lady and Nathan before leaving. Mrs. Gaston couldn’t understand what unraveled in front of her.

Her boss was basically speaking informally with that lady. With a cute and bubbly tone. And his dark expression had left him.

Who was that lady? She bowed again to her boss and made to leave.

“Mrs. Gaston” she turned back as she heard her name. His dark eyes had returned, peering into her again, “Endeavour to live better”.

She nodded, pushing off hair from her face, “I would, sir. Thank you”.