Alpha CEO'S Powerful Mate

Chapter 3: Shift process

My eyes snapped open, fixated on her like a magnet.

Her fluttering eyelashes hinted that she had seen something and then it vanished.

My heart pounded, and I couldn't help but overthink what it could be. She mentioned the color of my eyes, the change in them making me wonder if my shifting process was beginning.

But the signs were strange—they didn't match what I had seen during the first shifts of other wolves.

I found myself asking, "Color of what?" I forced myself to meet her gaze, witnessing her avert her eyes while she rubbed her chest.

I had startled her frightened her without even realizing it. She stood up, exhaling through her lips, shaking her head and saying, "It's nothing." She looked away, then returned to her seat.

Her silence tightened my stomach.

I knew her well, she always shared what she noticed in others with me. There was a high chance that whatever she had observed about me now, she would also share with others, even though she was my friend.

When that happened, the pieces of information would connect,the discoveries made by the Alpha's previous secretary and what she had witnessed in me today. People would draw conclusions about our kind, and it would undoubtedly be detrimental to us. I couldn't let that happen, so I called out, "Bella..."

The sound of her fingers dancing on the keyboard dominated the area.

I knew she was pretending to be engrossed in her work, the way she pretended to force herself to look at me, the sway of her short, straight, black-brown hair brushing against her chin, and the feigned polite smile she offered me as if nothing had happened.

"Yes?"

But I couldn't miss the fear that filled her eyes, the tense set of her shoulders. I could even hear her heartbeat, it was racing faster than its normal rhythm.

She was trembling deep inside.

"Tell me what you saw." I couldn't stop myself from tightly gripping the papers on my desk, and for a moment, the thought of tearing them to shreds crossed my mind, even though I knew they were important to the higher-ups.

I wanted her to tell me the truth. I needed to know, so I could figure out the best course of action to prevent her from jumping to the possible conclusions that would form in her mind about me.

I kept my gaze fixed on her hoping she would sense my urgency for an answer.

Even though I had the upper hand in this situation, whether I was a werewolf or not, she sighed and swiveled her chair to face me

Crossing her arms over her chest and shaking her head, she said, "I'm not sure, but I noticed that your eyes suddenly changed color..." She raised her hand, causing my heart to skip a beat. She went on, "It was like a yellow-orange shade, I think. But I'm not really sure. Maybe it was just a reflection from the computer screen since I've been facing it all day. It's nothing to worry about, really."

She tried to provide a logical explanation, as if dismissing the strange occurrence in my eyes, but I couldn't help but feel concerned.

I worried that the idea of me being a werewolf was still lingering in her mind.

I wanted to ask her more, unsatisfied with her answer, but I didn't want to plant doubts in her thoughts. So, I put on a fake smile and said, "I thought there might be something in my eyes that was scaring me. You mentioned earlier that I hardly sleep." I shrugged, pretending. "Maybe it's just because I'm not in good health."