Logan didn't even bother to help me with water as I choked on my food, but instead, he looked at me like he was enjoying the dilemma I was going through. I decided to get water for myself, but Steve beat me to it. So sweet of him.

"Be careful," he said as he passed me a glass of water. "And be aware that choking is definitely among the one thousand ways to die."

I almost choked again, but not because I was shocked this time, but because I found what he said funny. "Thank you."

I turned back to see that Logan wasn't bothered by me at all. Instead, he went back to his food. I prayed silently within me that I would survive my stay in the pack. And, Logan being next to me constantly, especially while I'm eating, wasn't helping. I wondered who I came across that left her scent on me. Landing me in this big trouble.

The rest of the dinner went 'not so quiet'. But it was better than when I first came in. Logan didn't say anything else to me, and I could tell he seemed quite bothered from the look on his face and how little he ate.

I knew werewolves cherished their mate bond, and often some of them claimed they can't do without their mate bond. But I've heard about other wolves neglecting their mate bond and going after someone else. But, I guess Logan wasn't strong enough to do that, seeing how clung he was to this mate saga.

"Thank you for the meal," I said quietly, wiping my mouth with a napkin. I was done eating, but I didn't know if it would be awkward if I stood up and walked out while others were still eating.

You know what? Screw it.

I dropped the napkin, pushed my chair backward while still in my seat.

Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Where do you think you are going?"

I turned to look at Logan. What did he want? "My room."

"I know it's your first day, but I'm afraid we'd have to pull an all nighter together," he said, his eyes staring intently at mine.

I dropped my gaze in frustration. I thought I'd be from pulling all nighter here in the pack. But, turned out, it's everywhere. Bosses using their employees however they like.

"What are we working on?"

"You'll see when you get to my office," he implied, shifting his gaze away from me to Nathan.

I hoped it was something that I could finish in a few hours. I hated being unable to sleep because of work.

I couldn't believe the papers before me were meant for me to go over. I doubted I would even finish before daybreak. Was he trying to punish me or what?

"Alpha." He raised his head to look at me, taking his eyes away from his computer.

I gave him a tight smile, "I'm sure about what exactly I'm supposed to do with all these."

He cocked his head towards one side and raised his eyebrows.

He looked so hot that I wouldn't mind a one-night stand if he asked me in that state. Oh my God! What was that thought?

"Aub," my name rolled off his tongue like it tasted bitter. "Is this not what you've been doing for almost half of your life?"

"Huh?" It was my turn to raise my eyebrows.

He released a light sigh, as if I was being frustrating. "That's what your record says. Or was it forged?"

Oh my god!!

I let out a sarcastic and nervous laugh. "Of course not! Why would I forge my records? I know perfectly what to do." God knew, I didn't know what to do.

I turned my back to him, reached for my phone, and sent an SOS message to Kate. She worked as a secretary in a big firm before she became an agent. She would know one or two and be able to share with me.

I started sorting out the papers in alphabetical order as Kate instructed. Then I created a document on my computer and began the documentation. Apparently, the files before me contained the names of adopted pups the pack had from twenty years ago to date. It was a surprise for me, because I didn't know werewolves adopt children too. Even though it's just children of their kind.

But it was still a nice thing to do.

I was halfway through the papers before I checked my time. It was three thirty in the morning. I didn't even realize that time went by so fast. And to think I still had half of the papers to go. Kate said it was one of the simplest tasks for secretaries. I'd rather die on the field working as an agent than do any other strenuous job than what I was already doing.

"Do you care for coffee?" Logan's word brought me out of my inner misery.

I raised my eyes up to see his tired face. Was that his first time pulling an all nighter, or was what he was working on draining for him, like me? It wasn't my first time staying awake all night working, but I'd be on a stakeout, watching out for when the drug lord would make a move rather than documenting papers.

"I'm not sure coffee is the right thing for you to take at this moment," I said, trying my luck at getting away for the night.

He placed his hand on his chin, gently rubbing the stubble on it. He had probably realized that he needed a shave. "Then what is?"

"A good sleep." I beamed buoyantly, hoping he'd at least use being tired as an excuse to call it a night.

He stood up from his seat and walked across his desk towards me in a steady manner. "Are you trying to get away from work?"

If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under already. Why was he shooting daggers at me with his eyes?

I swallowed a deep lump in my throat, "No, I was just looking out for you."

"You can only look out for me by doing your job perfectly, which involves finding out who my mate is."

There we went again.

"Noted," I quickly said, burying my face back in work. He was so scary at that moment. Maybe I'd be doing myself a lot of favor by finding out who his mate really was. At least he'd let me be, and focus on his mate. Then, I could focus on what brought me.

I just needed to find that incriminating evidence. Then the buttering up I was doing would come to an end. Wait!

If his mate's scent on me was so strong that it still lingered after I had my bath, could it be someone I spent a lot of time with? The last person I saw before I left home for the pack? The person who hugged me and refused to let go because she thought I was walking into the lion's den?

Kate, my best friend!?

I discarded the thought that Kate might be Logan's mate the moment it crossed my mind. I had never heard of an alpha with a human mate. And, knowing Kate, the last thing she'd want was being mated to a werewolf, not to mention an alpha. 

I was sure the dark circles under my eyes were almost touching my cheeks by the time I left Logan's office. It was six a.m., but the sky was still dark. I hoped I'd get enough sleep before I'd be requested to work again. 

I was wrong. 

It was Logan's call that woke me up at seven thirty. 

"Alpha, may I ask where we are heading this early?" I asked, using my middle finger to keep the thick glasses on my face in place. It was the last and perfect touch to my disguise. It helped me hide my ocean blue eyes-the ones most of the guys around me fell for. 

Logan stopped in his tracks. "Did I not mention it when I called earlier?"

"You did?" I asked, scrutinizing my eyes under my glasses in a rude manner, even though I knew he couldn't see my eyes. 

He shook his head in a disapproving manner. "If you want to work with them for long, you need to keep your memory intact." 

"We are going to the Bloodmoon pack. It's that time of the year when I sit with their alpha, discuss business, and act like I know what I'm doing," he said before I could speak, with a look of distaste across his face. 

I was going to say why he was wasting time going there if he was there to act like he knew what he was doing, but I figured I needed to keep my mouth shut if I wanted to stay alive until my secret mission was completed. 

Our ride to the Bloodmoon pack was quiet. Because I slept all through. 

"Was it a nice dream?" Logan asked the moment I stepped out of the car. 

"I don't dream," I said nonchalantly, dusting my pants like I had just come out of a dusty van. "But the nap was nice. At least my memory will be active now, since I have allowed myself a little sleep."

"You should wipe your cheek then," he proceeded to touch his left cheek. "You drooled."

What!? 

I brought my hand to my cheek in a hurry. "I didn't drool," I called after him. 

How could he play me like that!? Not that I wasn't expecting to be played. Kate told me my disguise would subject me to all kinds of belittlement, so I guess Logan making fun of me was one of them. 

In terms of exquisite, Bloodmoon's pack house was nothing compared to Silvermoon's. But its interior was still better than regular. 

"Logaannnn!!" I was brought out of my thoughts by a shrieking, loud voice. 

I looked ahead to see a lady, the owner of the voice. It was a lady with short blonde hair. She looked rather innocent, than what her voice sounded like. I could tell from the way her eyes were beaming that she was happy to see Logan. Logan, however....

Seemed rather displeased to see her. 

"Hi, Jane," he said, not even sparing her a glance. "Where's your father?" 

Jane, oblivious to the displeasing look on Logan's face, stretched forth her hand for a handshake. "It's good to have you again-as always."

Okay, she had a crush on him. 

Logan gave her a tight smile while still contemplating if he should take her open hand or not. He took it eventually. 

"Alpha Logan," a male voice boomed throughout the reception. Oh, I read about him. Alpha Bridge. He wasn't the alpha you ruled out as fearful and strong. But he had his own good perks as an alpha, too. Not that I could remember any of those perks. 

Logan bowed slightly as Alpha Bridge approached him. Alpha Bridge did the same, too, and I could tell from that gesture that they both equally respected themselves. 

Logan introduced me as his new secretary. "He'd be in charge of taking our minutes today." 

"Oh," Alpha Bridge stretched out his hand towards me. "I hope we have a good time working together." 

I took his hand diligently, afraid I might shake him in the wrong way. He pointed towards his office the moment my hand left his, and gestured that we would go in. 

Not that I loved to jump to conclusions, but I felt one of the reasons why Logan wasn't very pleased about going down to the Bloodmoon pack was because of Jane. She was so clingy. She wouldn't even leave his side. 

And during the meeting? She kept staring at him boldly, without feeling embarrassed. I took the embarrassment upon myself on her behalf. Did she know he had a mate already? A mate I hadn't found yet. 

Minutes taking was a hard task for me; I did it all the time back at the NIS quarters. But one thing struck a chord in me as I went through the notes taken back in the SUV we came in with. Logan wasn't back. He had declined to eat because he had other businesses to tend to at his pack. I hoped that wasn't true, though, because I was too tired to be assigned to another task already. 

I picked up my phone and emailed Kate. We decided to use emails to chat instead of the regular iMessage. I didn't want to risk the chance of my phone being checked, and my identity would be exposed. 

Two minutes later, Kate replied. 

My message: Kate, I know one of the victims of our Usub is Daniel. Do you know his surname?

Kate: Dumbass, I told you need to do better at remembering names. Yes, his name is Daniel Martins. 

I placed my hand over my mouth in shock as I read Kate's email again. Daniel Martins. I read the meeting minutes in my hand again to confirm my suspicions. 

"What of Daniel Martins?" Logan asked Bridge. "Have you heard anything from him since the last time I met him here?" 

"No, I haven't."

"As it should be," Logan said without batting an eye. 

What did Logan mean by "as it should be"? Did he say that because he knew that Daniel was dead? Or was it pure coincidence? And what business deal did Daniel have with them that they had to cross paths?

I took notes in my journal. I knew I'd have to report my new findings to the director once I got to the pack. Maybe Logan didn't go after his victims because they were too weak to prey on or anything. Maybe he did because they needed to be out of his business. 

The sudden sound of the door to the SUV made me jump on my skin, with my journal on the floor close to the door. I looked up to see Logan eyeing me with disgust. Then I looked to see that my journal was open, and the page facing me at that moment was where I drew connecting lines and dots between the victims of the serial murder case and Logan. 

I let out a low gasp and used my leg to close the journal before Logan could reach for it. "Alpha!!"

Did he see it? Oh my god!

"You are keeping a diary, Aub," Logan said, a look of surprise spread across his face. "What other feminine stuff do you do? Are you really not gay?"

I scoffed, pushing my glasses further into my face. "Since when has keeping diaries become a gay thing?"

He didn't seem to be convinced by what I had just said. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed at me as he stepped into the car. 

"I swear," I placed my hand on my chest. "It's not a diary, but a journal. How else would I keep note of all your schedules if I don't have a journal?" I said in my defense. 

"Whatever helps you sleep at night," he responded with an evil grin. That bastard!!

It was evening by the time we got to pack. And luckily for me, Logan dismissed me. 

I planned to get to my dorm, take my bath, and have a wonderful sleep before dinner. But luck wasn't on my side, so all my roommates were present in the room. 

"Why are you guys here?" I asked, bewildered at the sight before me. They were supposed to be on the training ground.

"We are happy to see you too, Aub," Steve said, not taking his eyes away from the glutes he was lifting. 

How was I supposed to take my bath? 

"You must be tired," Mathew said, dropping the book in his hand to look at me. "Why don't you take your bath? It will soon be dinner time. Then we can go together."

There was no way I'd take my bath with three grown men in the room. I needed an alternative. 

It had been almost thirty minutes since I wandered into the woods, searching for the spring. I had heard the pack had. I used the excuse of having another appointment with the alpha to leave the room. 

Now, I just need a place with flowing water to dip myself in. Found one! 

It was so refreshing. I used to like pools, but I've never had my bath in an actual spring before. It was fascinating and refreshing at the same time. Maybe I'd keep visiting that spot since I saw no one in sight. I thought to myself. 

I put on my clothes and started to head back to the pack. I needed to make it back before the pack dinner began; if not, my roommates would figure I had lied. 

"It's such a beautiful evening," I said to myself. 

"I know, right?"

I jumped back as a figure appeared from behind a tree. It was Jeremy. I knew from the look in his eyes that I had been caught. 

"Did you see?" I asked with a shaking voice, even though the answer was loud and clear already. 

He smiled, which was strange. "I wonder what you are trying to hide by dressing as a male when you are a female, Aub." Shit!

"Aub, is that even your real name?"

Jeremy

I really didn't know why I was bothered by Aub. I saw Logan retire to bed early-he was exhausted, so he said he didn't want to attend the pack dinner. If he was that tired, being an alpha, I couldn't help but wonder how tired Aub was. 

He looked frail, and the background check I did on him showed he had no family, friends, or whatsoever. I took pity on him and decided to give him a chance with the alpha. Who knew Logan would pick his mate scent from his body and hire him without a second thought? 

I knew Logan would be giving him a hard time, which was why I left what I was doing to check on him. I was even going to offer that his food be delivered to him if he was too tired to make it to the pack dinner. 

"Where is he going?" I asked myself as I spotted Aub walking into the woods behind the female dormitory. "Could he be a pervert, and is he trying to take a sneak peek at ladies from behind!?

My thoughts had better be wrong, because heaven knew I'd be so disappointed if I figured out that I was right. 

It was better to catch him in the act than to speculate. So, I followed him. 

He went beyond the female dormitory and ventured deeper into the woods. "What is wrong with this lad?" 

I saw the way he jumped in excitement at the spring before him. Had he not seen a spring before? Maybe he hadn't, given the circumstances of where he came from. I was about to walk towards him and probably tease him about how he was acting like a child. But that was until I saw him taking his clothes off. 

He looked around to see if anyone was watching him. The moment his head turned towards me, I dorked behind the tree I was standing close to. Then, he reached for his head, and nothing prepared me for what I saw next. 

He had been wearing a wig all along!? I meant 'She'. 

Aub was a lady? 

I knew it was inappropriate for me to watch her take her bath. So, I stayed still behind the tree until I heard her giggles and her steps on the dry leaves. I was so furious that she had deceived us all. If Logan found out, she'd be dead before dawn. Logan hated being lied to the most. 

"It's such a beautiful evening," she said to herself, but I could hear her loud and clear, thanks to my werewolf hearing. 

That snake!

"I know, right?"

I saw her stiffen as the vibrant smile that was displayed on her lips before disappeared. It was like she had just seen a ghost. But, hey, it was just me. 

"Aub, is that even your real name?" I doubted; it wasn't. She came to the pack using a fake identity. An identity that didn't belong to her. I wondered what her motives could be.

I watch her contemplate what to say while twisting her hand in fright. She knew she was done for. 

"Will you please give me a chance to explain before you go to the alpha?" She asked, and for a moment I saw fear flash through her eyes. 

I didn't say anything, but she was smart enough to know my silence meant she could go on with whatever excuse she had. 

She took a deep breath, her lips quivering each time she opened her mouth to speak, but failed. It seemed like she was having an inner battle from within. She wouldn't dare lie to me, would she? 

"I needed the money," she eventually managed to say. 

I cocked my head, implying that she continue. That single line wouldn't do. 

"I was jobless for two years, until I came across the ad that you were looking for a secretary," she swallowed hard before she continued. "I knew Aub. We were from the same town."

"Aub's background check says he had no friends or relatives."

She pressed her lips together. Seemed like I caught her lie. "You can actually say that. Aub was antisocial. It was hard for him to make friends. I tried  my best to befriend him, but his disorder wouldn't let our friendship go beyond just being townsmen."

Maybe she was telling the truth. 

"Even when he went missing, I tried to look for him. I checked every possible place I knew he might have hidden himself, but I couldn't find him. So, when I saw that ad, I decided to make use of his name and skills to get myself the job."

I folded my arms in disbelief. "Were you not even ashamed to do that?" 

"I guess my instinct to survive was bigger than my shame," she said, lowering her head in shame. The shame she didn't have when she stole his identity. 

"You shouldn't have done it regardless," I couldn't help but feel disgusted at her in that moment. "Do you realize that this would cost you your life?" 

She went straight to her knees the moment those words left my lips. She crawled closer to me, with her hands on my legs like heavy reins. I tried to push her away, but her hold was so strong. 

She shook her head frantically, tears stinging the corner of her eyes. I hadn't seen her eyes before because of those thick glasses she always wore. But, now that I could see them clearly, I realized how blueish and captivating they were, even despite the fact that they were so moist with tears in that moment. No wonder the glasses were part of her ruse. 

"Please, you can't tell the alpha or anyone else."

"What!?"

"Please, let me live," she pleaded like her life depended on it. Where, matter of factly, it did depend on it. 

I bent down and placed both hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her down. "I'm sorry, Au..." I shook my head. 

"It's Aubrey," she quickly said. 

"Yeah, Aubrey. I have to tell Logan. He doesn't like to be cheated, and I don't want to do that..."

"Please don't, I'm going to lose my life." Tears began to stream down her face. 

I felt bad for her, but I knew where my loyalty lies. I slowly removed my hands from her shoulders. "I'm sorry, Aubrey." 

"My mother," she said under her breath, making me stop on my tracks with my back towards her. "She's dying of cancer."

I turned to face her. 

"It's at the last stage. I just wanted to work and let her get treatments that would ease her pains before she leaves this world," she managed to say between hiccups. 

Oh, jeez! I hated sob stories. 

I walked back to her and pulled her up from the ground. "I'm sorry about your mother."

She wiped her tears off with the back of her palm. 

"How about we meet tomorrow? I'll decide on what to do by then." Everything was overwhelming, and I didn't want to betray Logan. It wasn't like I'd be able to talk to him this night, since he had already retired to bed. 

I saw Aubrey beg me with her eyes even as she reluctantly let me go. She probably thought she would be the only one who wouldn't be able to sleep throughout the night, but I was now trapped in her lie, too. I'd think about how to go about it till daybreak. 

Maybe I should go for a run. 

I knew it was too late for me to go for a run the moment I managed to drag myself back into the pack house. The dinner was filled with werewolves already. I had looked forward to dinner, but I had already lost my appetite with everything that had happened. 

I decided to just lock my office and go home. 

The door to the elevator opened, but what were the odds that it was Logan in the elevator? 

I stagger backward in fear, losing my balance. 

Logan smirked, his arms crossed over his chest. "Did you just chicken out at my presence?"

I rose quickly, dusting my pants. "Chicken out?" I scoffed. "I was just too surprised, since you said you were going to bed."

"I couldn't sleep," he said as I stepped into the elevator. 

"Still, you..."

"Where are you coming from, Jeremy?" He asked in a serious tone, making me quiver on the spot. 

I smiled nervously. "Why do you ask?"

"I can smell my mate on you."

"What!?" 

The stoic expression on his face was now replaced with confusion. "First, it was Aub. Now, it's me." 

"I know, right? Maybe it's happening with you because I'm very tired, but I wasn't wrong about Aub." He stared straight into my eyes. "Or have you met with him today?"

My breath seized. I shook my head. Then I realized something. If he could smell his mate on me because Aub held onto me, while begging me. Could Aubrey be Logan's mate!?