(Alaric’s POV)
"Arghhhh ...... this fucking headache," I grimaced feeling annoyed. My head is buzzing, I don’t know why. Maybe it is stress or is it the dreams I have been having lately or maybe that Clinton family. They are always on guard, especially Vienna Clinton. Sotis, I feel she isn’t a human but a hawk.
Nothing is working. I have been tracking the progress about Clinton family mbers DNA samples, but apart from Vienna, Lucas and Vienna’s biological son, there is no one else. Alia is missing otherwise it would not have taken so much ti to gather so re samples.
I looked outside my floor to ceiling window. The sky was dark and cloudy just like my mood these days. I have a lot to do apart from taking care of company matters. I need to go on regular patrols and to get report on border situations. There have been a lot of breach so I need to make sure everything is in place.
As I am already busy with office stuff in dayti, so the other matter had to be handled in the spare ti. Which has left thoroughly exhausting. But as a Lycan Alpha it is my duty to do all this.
I do feel tired and cranky but nothing makes my head burn but that girl who is not even in Kimberg anymore.
Whenever I try to get so shut eye, her angelic face appears in front of . ’Ohh wait~ ... angelic? Did I just say angel~ ..... No, no Al. Sheeshh ... damn ...I am going crazy now. I am calling that human angelic? Ohhh my mood goddess.’
Myra Miracle, that girl has been living in my head rent free, haunting in my dreams. Because of that I have been minimizing my sleep ti which is making even more restless and antsy. I need to work to distract myself from her thoughts.
I looked at the clock, it was about ti to clock out but I, instead, called my secretary, "Amanda, get those plans and reports about the redevelopnt project in Damona."
"Yes sir," she replied from the other side.
I pinched my glabella in frustration, lowering my head and looking for any ssage.
I heard a knock on the door and the next second Amanda entered my office. I didn’t look at her but I could still tell by her faint ocean cologne, she always wears.
"Here sir, the docunts you have asked to bring. Both the planning teams have submitted these materials," she told and placed a stack of files on my table.
I picked one file randomly and started flipping the pages. ’What kind of nonsense is this? Didn’t I brief them about the requirents?’ I was irritated as I smacked the file on the glass table. With a thud sound and my eerie voice, I yelled, "Useless."
I grabbed another one and check that up as well. It was more or less similar from the previous one. I checked all of them. "What is this trash they have submitted? Didn’t they get the requirents? Useless. Ask them to redo all of it. I want it by tomorrow. And call the heads of both the planning teams, right now."
Amanda nodded, picked up those files and got out of my office. I loosened my tie in annoyance and pinched my nose bridge once again.
This Damona’s redevelopnt project is very important. It is not just a way to return favor to Miracle family, who took care of my sister. But it will mark a new beginning for Everests Cooperation’s Construction and real estate. We can’t slack off in any part and had to get everything right.
Father has given the sole responsibility to prove myself with this project, so I want everything according to my plan.
I closed my eyes for a while and her vivid image, her red face saying, "I hate you, Alaric Everests" appears in front of again. Whenever this happens, my wolf, Alex, grumbles and whimpers inside my head as if mourning sothing. It feels ominous.
"Sir, may we co in," my thoughts were interrupted by a female and male voice.
"Co in," I called them in. The planning team leaders ca inside my office. I could tell by their rigid shoulders and nervous steps what they were thinking. And whatever it was, that is absolutely right. If they were in werewolf packs, they would have been punished with fifth lashes. But as they are just weak humans, they will get my verbal smacks instead.
"COO Everests, you called for us?" the female said. She was trying to sound confident but her legs were shaking.
"What’s your na?" I glared at her and asked.
"Marion Sharp, sir," she mumbled.
"LOUDER," I almost yelled. Their weakling behavior in another annoyance I am feeling. The guy standing next to her isn’t even looking my way. His head is lowered and he is avoiding eye contact. This behavior pisses off even more.
"MARION SHARP, sir," the female said, her voice loud and clear. She elbowed the guy as I bored my eyes at him, "ADAM HAN, sir." She almost yelled in fear.
I leaned back in my chair and stared at both of them for a while, then said, "Have you read the proposals you gave Amanda to send ?"
"Yes, sir. We did," Marion and Adam answered in unison. "Is there any problem?"
"Problem? No, there is none," I said and they visibly relaxed. But my next words shocked them, "The whole thing was complete garbage. Weren’t you present at the briefing session? I clearly ntioned the requirents about this redevelopnt project. So, why have you made them like that. I clearly told that the environntal structure shouldn’t be compromised and it houses should be comfortable as well as affordable. So, why have you ntioned luxury mansion who are unaffordable, Marion. And you, Han, luxury apartnts. Didn’t you pay attention? That place is a suburban area and mostly old people live there. Is your brain rotten or what? Haven’t you done your research?" I voice was imposing as I enunciated each and every word.
"I am sorry, COO. We will redo the parts that you nti~" the one nad Han said but I cut him off.
"No, I want everything scraped off. Give the new plans by tomorrow evening," I said, my voice ca out gravelly.
"But sir, tomorrow is too early," the guy said.
I gave him a death stare and said, "Or I will ask the finance departnt to prepare your termination letters."
They were about to say sothing but my words made them shut up. "You are dismissed," I said this in the end and they dispersed from side, scurrying away with their tails between their legs.
"Young Alpha Alaric?" I heard a voice inside my head. It was my subordinate who I have given the task of keeping an eye on Clinton’s.
"Kane, is there any news?" I asked, my voice urgent. He has been giving tily reports but he never mindlinked for no reason. So, he must have gotten so news.
"Yes, young Alpha. The eldest daughter of the Clinton’s has gone to a cetery," he inford .
"And? Is that it?" I asked him. She must be visiting her parents’ grave. I don’t understand what he is onto.
Kane mumbled, "She visited her parents’ grave." As I expected. But he continued, "But, after visiting them, she visited another grave with no na on it."
"Another grave? No na?" I raised my eyebrows at this piece of information. "Find out who is buried there. And don’t alert her. Got it," I ordered.
"Yes, young Alpha," Kane uttered and the mind link disconnected.
’Why will that hawk go to another grave? Her husband is alive as per my research. Don’t tell , is it her?’ my eyes widened as I ca to a sudden realization. ’No, it can’t be Alia Clinton. Let’s wait for Kane’s news.’ I clenched my fist.
My office door opened and Dion ca inside, walking lazily, "Aren’t you getting of work, Al?" he inquired.
I looked at him and then at the stack of folders, "You go ahead. I need to complete so work."
"Al, you are making feel tired. You have hardly slept in days. I know we have Lycan blood and are strong but do you still want to die, drowning yourself in work. Do you have sothing on your mind? You can tell ," Dion muttered while settling on the couch.
A heavy, deep sigh escaped my mouth as I walked towards him, "Nothing has happened. I want the work to be completed efficiently, without any glitch."
"You are lying. You know, I do have the powers to tell that you are troubled by sothing. If you don’t want to tell , it’s ok," he comnted.
He was right. I was troubled and I hated the fact that he found out because of his abilities. He can catch a slight slump in other person’s emotions and this power of his makes feel weird.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . .
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