I tried to escape from the man, but what I didn't anticipate was three more men from the car showing up and grabbing my arms, then dragging me into the car. I glanced at their contorted faces, my heart racing like I was in a marathon.

What would the alpha supreme do to me? That man had no record of forgiveness. I had always heard of how coldhearted he was and doesn't forgive people. Was it the reason he asked for my name? So he would find me again and deal with me himself.

Being sacked was better than being with such a devil. I had never wanted to see what he looked like, even though a lot of people wanted to. But now, I fell into his trap and messed him up yesterday, all because of Tyrion. And the dickhead dared to want me to breed a child for him when I wasn't worthy to be his luna.

The thought of Tyrion made me grit my teeth. He was all lucky for his rank, or I would just set him up for death. But if I did, it would be tracked, and I would be found, so leaving my family behind wouldn't be worth it.

When I couldn't stand the silence in the car, I quaked the man sitting beside me, but made sure to avoid his cold glare. "Is the alpha supreme going to kill me?" I whispered in question, but he looked away and snubbed me. "You know it was a mistake. I wouldn't dare take a risk that could cost me my job...."

"Can you shut the fuck up?" another man from behind me ordered, and I shuddered before sighing.

Silence stretched in the car until we reached the supreme palace. The alpha supreme was the one ruling the other seven alphas of the seven werewolf packs. He was feared a lot both by the pack members and the alphas, too, but with several histories of upholding justice for the poor when they were being intimidated.

Right now, I am poor and messed up, so there was no justice for me.

"Get down!" the man sitting beside me commanded, and the door was opened from outside. I climbed down from the car, and my mouth widened to the heavens I stood on. Did such a house exist? How much was lavished just to create the supreme palace? The man could be fucking rich to have this kinda mansion and about five cars parked at the garage too.

I was lost in the view of the compound when someone pulled my arm, and my breath hitched. I pouted, finally recalling why I had been brought here, and then pondering what could be the predicament awaiting me.

As we entered the building, he forced me to kneel, and my face lowered, then he announced, "His majesty, she is here!"

Dread washed through me. My limbs trembled. I didn't want to look scared, so I would be able to defend myself...but no matter how much I tried, my heart pounded so loud in my ears.

I heard no footsteps, but then the voice of a man, deep and horrifying, "Look up!!" A lump formed in my throat. I raised my face slowly and finally met his fierce eyes that burned like a furnace. "Unity Oz!" I nodded slowly as he mentioned my name, my fingers fumbling the fabric of my dress. "Were you sacked?" he asked again.

This time, I bowed to him, my forehead touching the floor. "Please don't let them sack me, alpha supreme. It wasn't intentional, I'm telling the truth. I was lost in thought and misbehaved. Please, that job is my only hope." I wailed, tears streaking down my cheeks. "My brother has been taken to the border. My aunt is hospitalised, and I'm the only one they have. If you punish me, I will be useless to them."

"What about your parents?" he asked, and I didn't see that question coming. If I had parents, would he punish them too? I shook my head, this time raising my face. "An orphan?" I nodded, and he scoffed. "Look at me!"

Oh goddess! I would do that? I pretended not to hear him until he repeated his order, this time louder and scarier. "I said you should look at me!!"

I swallowed the hot saliva that formed in my mouth and looked up to him. For the goddess's sake, I thought I was daydreaming at first, until I wiped my face and looked at him again. I didn't want to believe it, so I got to my feet and began looking around to see his photos.

It couldn't be what I was thinking, right? No way did I meet with Tyrion's father? Nope! That's not his father....his father already died, which was why he would be crowned soon as the successor.

"I am his uncle, the one you are thinking about now," he stated, as though he read my mind. "So, Unity Oz, I wonder why your mate dumped you for another woman without rejecting you. And did you just mention that your brother was taken to the border?"

I rolled my eyes and knelt again. I wouldn't let him cover up the reason I was here, so I said to him, "Alpha supreme, I'm very sorry. Please forgive me so I can go back to my family. I was lost in the pains of betrayal yesterday and misbehaved. I'm begging you."

He scoffed again and walked past me, while I turned around on my knees just to face him. When he settled on the sofa, he crossed his legs and responded, "I will forgive you if you're going to reject Tyrion. Besides, he already chose another woman. Or do you want to be a mistress?"

I shook my head repeatedly. Why would I be a mistress to someone who didn't ever regard me?

But, did he just say that he would forgive me if I reject Tyrion?

"Alpha!!"

"I would imprison you and have you whipped daily as your penalty for making me look like a mess in the presence of my people yesterday. So choose wisely!" He cut me short, and I licked my lips.

If I am jailed, how would I see my aunt again? I could be whipped until I'm dead, but then, why does he care if I want to reject his nephew or not? Maybe this was my time to be away from Tyrion. If he threatens me, I would remind him that it was his uncle who made me initiate the rejection.

Having thought that, I mindlinked Tyrion. As expected, he responded, maybe expecting me to agree to his demand. Instead, I initiated the rejection, 'I, Omega Unity Oz, reject you, Alpha Tyrion Bram of the Darkpelt Pack, as my mate and alpha. Henceforth, nothing binds us together.'

There was silence, and then a clearing of the throat, 'Unity, are you drunk?'

'Accept the rejection and stop being the weak one here.' I snapped at him, and my wolf growled at him, too.

He snorted, 'I won't dare accept it, because I'm not done with you,' and then he cut off the mindlink, and my eyes snapped wide.

I turned to the alpha supreme and explained, "He refused to accept the rejection."

"But you did initiate it, so you did your own part." His jaw clenched.

For minutes, this man stared at me as though he was pondering what to do with me, and then he ended the silence, "Your brother will be released. But...."

My heart skipped a beat. I hated it when someone used that last word in this kinda situation.

"You will be my secretary!"

Was he even okay?

If he hadn't repeated himself, I wouldn't believe what I heard from him. Be his secretary? I hadn't done that job for once, but the course I was studying was related to it, so in the future, when I graduate, I could work as one.

Now, thinking of it, did he look into me and find out my course of study? There's no way he could just want me to be his secretary if I had no clue about such a thing. He had previously ordered that I stand, so I did and bowed to him. "Your supremacy, is being your secretary my punishment?" I just needed to know if I was going to be wasting my time with someone and expecting no salary.

He shook his head and folded his hands, "Didn't you just reject your mate to gain my forgiveness?"

I opened my lips to speak, but they hung open. I had rejected Tyrion because I wanted to, but I didn't know that he meant what he said.

"I have already mindlinked my beta to have your brother brought back home from the border. So being my secretary is a job offer which comes with a wage, and the amount will be stated in the service legal agreement that you would sign," he explained and turned to his guard, then nodded at him.

The guard walked towards me and handed the file he had been holding, and after going through the agreement, I almost forgot how to breathe. The salary was top-notch, five times of my monthly salary in the resort. Just to be his secretary?

I glanced around and then looked at myself. I recalled I didn't have good-looking outfits for such a role and quickly dropped the file on the floor. "Your supremacy, I am a poor orphan, and I'm not good enough for this role. I am not fit, please." But deep down, I wanted to have the job.

My wolf sneered in my head, and I clenched my palms into a fist. Deceiving him again would be one mistake I wouldn't want to make. The remaining money in my account would be paid into the hospital account when I get the loan, so they could commence my aunt's surgery, so I had no option, unless he would agree to give me a chance, and I would restock my wardrobe after getting my wage.

I flinched the moment he stood up, and then shook his head. "Follow me!"

My heart wavered. I was a bit scared of what he was up to and hesitated a bit to follow him. The guard gave me a gesture behind him, and I had no choice but to hasten towards the man, my heart beating loudly in my chest.

He reached his car and opened the door, then turned to me, "Step in!"

I wanted to ask questions but was scared to my bones that it would make him cancel every one of his mercies. Did he want to take me home? Goddess, please be with me. I stepped into the car, and then he followed and shut the door. Fear gripped me, and I rumpled my dress with my fingers, avoiding his gaze as much as I could.

"Feel free beside me, but don't mess up," he muttered, and I glanced at him before nodding. At that time, I felt a bit relieved, knowing that surely he wasn't going to harm me.

The car rode carefully, and I clung to the seat like my hope was hung there.

After a long ride, the car stopped. I looked through the tinted glass, and my gaze narrowed. "A boutique?!"

"Alight!" he ordered, and while I was trying to unlock the door, it opened from the outside, and I stepped out and bowed to the guard who stood there.

Alpha walked over to me and stretched his hand. I looked at him, and then his palm, and my lips parted a bit. "You're going to choose enough outfits for your new job, so make sure to choose as many as you want, including footwear, jewelry, makeup, handbags, and they should be the latest editions."

My lips dropped open, and I slowly nodded. I still asked him, "Will all these be slashed from my wages?" so I would know how to make my choice and the amount to take.

He shook his head.

What? He would do all that for me just like that? Aside from being his secretary, was there anything else that he needed from me?

I was drawn out of my daze when he grabbed my hand and began walking, and I trailed beside him. We entered the boutique, and then he left me to be with the sales attendants there.

They walked around with me and I took over twenty different outfits, which I put on and showed them as well. I grabbed as many shoes, jewelry, makeup, and even handbags which I had never dreamt of ever holding.

At the end, staring at the packages, I barely believed my eyes. With all these, wasn't I tangled with this man now? What if being his secretary was a do-or-die affair, and I couldn't leave because of all those?

I slapped my cheek softly, 'There would be nothing like that...' I told myself and walked towards him.

His men grabbed the packages one after the other until it was all finished, then I followed his side again, and we entered the car.

"You'll begin working on Monday, so get set," he said to me, and then the car drove off.

I felt so delighted. So really, I had just bagged a job that a graduate wouldn't have gotten so easily. Should I say that spilling the wine on him brought this or what? But somehow, if I told someone this, they would doubt me.

How easy it was to bag this job from the alpha supreme was mysterious. Wanting me to reject his nephew was somehow, and now giving me a job without me requesting it.

'Can you stop thinking? I need to get over that jerk of a mate we have.' My wolf ranted in my head, and I sighed. 'Yes, ma'am, I will concentrate.' I said to her and smiled inwardly while she wagged her tail.

I hadn't been looking around since the car zoomed off, nor did I know where he was taking me. But as the car suddenly stopped, I realized that I was before our house.

My eyes widened in shock, and I turned to him, "You brought me home?"

"I will assign you a driver so you don't give me excuses for coming late."

I nodded, and now recalled that I was a student and school would soon resume. When this happens, will I be able to manage the job? Or will I have an assistant who would work when I'm at school? Maybe I shouldn't mention that and grab wages for five weeks. It would go a long way to sustain me till I get another part-time job if he refuses that I work part-time.

"Thank you so much!" I bowed to him and began alighting. His guards helped me take out the packages from the car, and before they left, he handed me a little wrapped package, which I was sure wasn't with me all those hours.

I watched their car until it disappeared, then I began going back into the house. When I was about to grab four bags, someone walked up before me. I raised my head, and it was my brother, her eyes so red like someone who had been sobbing.

"You don't know how scared I was when I didn't see you and Aunt." he burst into tears again.

My muscles became so weak that I dropped the bags and rushed over to him, embracing him. It's all thanks to the moon goddess that I got some help, and he was out, now I had to focus on my aunt. "Aunt Mirella is hospitalized, and I will be heading to the hospital soon. I would pay half of the bills so they could begin her surgery...."

"Surgery? What's wrong?" he asked, looking scared, so I explained everything to him, and he even cried more, mumbling that he was the cause of it.

After so much time consoling him, he helped me take the bags inside, then I explained my relationship with the alpha supreme, which at least enlightened his mood. I freshened up, and he insisted on following me to the hospital, so I didn't refuse.

I had locked up the door and was about to meet him on the floor when I inhaled a familiar scent.

My wolf snapped in my head and then whimpered. I looked out to the road, and it was a car, so I knew deep down that it was Tyrion.

If only he could just accept the rejection so we would go our way, because right now, I was with his uncle and would be working for him.

Aslan glanced at me and stepped backwards when Tyrion alighted from his car. He wore a darkened expression, one he never showed me when we dated in secret. Now that he was done with me, I didn't deserve even those fake smiles from him.

"And what business do you have with my uncle? Do you think having him pucknose into our matter would make me let you go?" he asked, his hands in his pockets as he strode closer.

I moistened my lips and climbed down the veranda. It was the first time for my brother to meet him, so I wasn't shocked as to how he stared at Tyrion.

"Unity, if you want to have peace in this pack, then you're going to steer clear of my uncle. He's not the kinda man you should go near. He has Luna and a daughter the same as you, so think twice before you regret it. Don't push me to the wall!" he stated, holding his shoulders high.

I smirked. For some reason I couldn't tell, my heart raced upon hearing that he had a family. For goddess' sake, I thought he was single, not knowing he was old enough to be my father. If that was the case, what was Tyrion scared of? That his uncle would fuck me? He must have heard that I was appointed his secretary.

He watched as I closed the distance between us, then said to him coldly, "You don't need to worry. I prefer older married men, so your uncle is the definition of it."

Alpha Geralt.

"Alpha, your nephew is here to see you!" Jesper announced while I was busy shoving the multiple letters that had been submitted by the alpha kings of several packs. "Should I let him in?" he asked again, distracting me and I slammed the envelope on the table, causing him to flinch.

I stared at him for a few seconds, unsure whether to be pissed off with him or not. "What business do I have with Tyrion?"

"You're crossing the line, uncle!" came his voice, as he took short and steady steps into my office. Since the death of his father, whom he insisted I was behind his death, this was his first time showing up in my palace, and it hadn't ever bothered me. "I should have wondered how you found out she was my mate, then I recalled what you are always good at. You ordered that his brother be taken out of the border, and now you hired her as your secretary. What is it you're scheming again? Isn't taking my father's position enough for you?" his voice got loud at each word.

I stared in confusion, because the last time I checked, I felt a matebond with that female, and that was why I hired her as my secretary. She was a student, and her course of study matched the role I gave her, and it wouldn't even stop her studies. So where did I go wrong to hire the female whom I am fated to?

"Uncle, she is still my mate, and I can't stand you getting close to what belongs to me." Tyrion's voice came again, and this time I shifted the envelopes and relaxed my back on the chair, my arms across my chest. "She can't be your secretary, so I hope you fire her right now."

I shook my head. No one ever gets to tell the alpha supreme what to do. He, as the alpha king of the Darkpelt pack, was under me just like the other alphas, and he mustn't cross the line because of the familiarity.

"As much as I know, no lady has ever come across you and gone unfucked. That's why you divorced your Luna, so you could have as many women as you wanted. But I won't let you do that to my mate, so you'd better stay away from her," he blurted, and was set to leave.

How could he?

"Tyrion, did you forget that she had rejected you? And, what are you planning to do with her when you have already chosen your Luna?" At this moment, I stood on my feet and sat on the desk. His face drained of blood while I wore a dirty smirk at the corner of my lips. "She has nice curves, well-positioned oranges, plump lips and dazzling eyes. You know how much I love pùssy, especially the ones that drip, so I think she is worth being my secretary if that's the case. Is that also the same reason you don't wanna let her be? Or, is Desire truly infertile?"

His eyes grew large in shock because he didn't see the last statement coming.

As he said, I was good at digging into matters. If I don't, then what qualifies my position as the alpha supreme?

When that female spilled those wine on me, my wolf rather whimpered and groaned instead of snarling in anger as it always did...then came her scent, strong, aromatic, filling my nose. I felt the bond almost pull me to her, and if I hadn't comported myself, I could have just grabbed her to a corner and poked my nose into her musk.

Not until I found out she was Tyrion's mate did I think my wolf was mistaken. Having more than one mate hadn't ever happened, so why was she a mate to Tyrion and also mine? I couldn't share her; she was my first mate, too, so I thought of a solution.

Hire her and keep her closer to find out if the bond was true or fake. Which was what I was going to do.

"So, since she already initiated a rejection, why not pray to the moon goddess that I don't turn out to be her second chance mate? Because if it ever happens, you won't get a glimpse of her ever again." I scoffed at him and rested my arms on the desk. "You should focus on your Luna and seek remedies to open her womb. I won't live to watch you use that innocent omega female as a breeder."

He bit his lower lip, hands clenched into a fist, and I loved how he maintained eye contact with me.

"Uncle, you would rather step back before it's too late. Unity is mine, and I won't have her taken by another man, not even you, who is old enough to be his father," he snorted and took two steps closer. "If you don't heed my warnings now, I will see to it that you lose your legacy and dignity around the packs."

So funny! An alpha fighting his alpha supreme.

How come he forgot that only the moon goddess has the power over me? I could choose to get him out of the alpha throne, and nothing could be done about it.

Who cares how long he bears the sentiment that I murdered his father to take the position? I don't give a fuck and will never.

He dashed out of my office brutally, and Jesper rushed towards my desk and grabbed a seat. His expression showed how baffled he seemed to be, and I didn't expect less either. He opened his lips to speak, but sighed and shut them again. "Ask away, or you leave..." I told him, and he cleared his throat.

"Alpha, I meant to ask what you would do if the matebond was true? She's so young and is just the same as your daughter. Do you think the councils will accept such a union, and Eowyn accepting her as her stepmother too?" Jesper asked, curiosity boldly written on his forehead.

I exhaled deeply while tapping my finger on the desk. As much as I defended myself before Tyrion, I was also confused as to what to do if she turned out to be my fated mate. I hadn't had one before and wished to, but when I didn't meet mine for years, I lost hope for it. If it turned out this way, then what would I say about the moon goddess? That child was the same age as my daughter, so how could I claim her as mine?

Tradition rejects such a thing. The packs will refuse to let it happen.

I wanted my fated mate, the one I could boldly call mine, but I didn't expect someone of her age to be my mate.

My wolf groaned in my head as it flashed the image of her in her work outfit, with her curves all seducing, and her oranges shoving at the faces of men. She was a show killer indeed, the kinda woman I would ever want to dominate over...but she was a minor.

I was twenty years older than her. She could call me her Dad, and there was no way my daughter would accept her as her stepmother.

My mind was spinning with different thoughts. I was damn bothered about where the matebond would lead to, and while I hoped she wasn't my mate, I couldn't see myself letting her slip through my fingers.

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Hours elapsed, and I couldn't wait so long to see what she would look like in her corporate wear on her first day of work. I hadn't even gotten dressed and just wanted to see her first. And as my secretary, she was supposed to put things together for me before we head to the company.

I was just pacing from one corner of the room to the other, checking on the time several times, that I even lost count.

Not until Jesper announced at the doorpost, "Your secretary is here, Alpha!"

My heart skipped a beat. I took a deep gulp before clearing my throat and commanding her in.

The sound of her heels made me freeze. She walked in elegantly, looking so gorgeous in her attire. My lustful eyes went straight towards her shirt like days ago, and of course, her first two buttons were open, and I could see the top of her oranges through it. The skirt brought out her curves, and her hair had been styled more beautifully than at the resort.

"Alpha Supreme, how do I help you get ready?" she asked while I was lost in thought, my eyes devouring her body.

I didn't realise how long I stared at her, but I shuddered when she flung off her shirt from her body, bringing into light how packaged her oranges were in her brassiere. I froze at that spot, my eyes running through her body completely like a hungry cougar.

She unhooked her brassiere before my very eyes and dropped it on the sofa some feet away from her, and watching those boobs standing firm before me, my cock hardened in my panties, struggling to be freed.

I couldn't move my lips, just taking down the hot saliva that formed in my mouth.

"I'll apologise for not realising why you offered me such help last week. That was so foolish of me," she said and pressed her lips together, whereas I was lost as to what was going on and what I should have done.

My phallus would put me into trouble if time wasn't taken. I couldn't do that to someone who was a minor to me, but the hunger that grew in me was beyond control.

"Alpha, you could have me to yourself. That's my only way to appreciate your offer." Her voice was laced with passion, her expression so soft, and her body movement saying it all. She was offering herself to me, or was I hallucinating about her?

Not until her skirt dropped to her feet did I realise this wasn't my imagination. She was indeed right before me, and it was my chance to get a taste of her musk.