Alisha POV
There is nothing like the feeling of being hauled into your bosses office because of some bullshit for a sit down. But the truth be known I'm not even nervous about it, more pissed off then anything. I really hate this kind of drama reminds me of grade school bullies. These bullies can't do anything to me really, I'm an temporary pack member just for this internship. I'm not even getting paid for this bullshit and if I had been, it wouldn't have been enough.
The worse they can do is tell me to leave and I fail my internship part of my class. The joke is on them because I don't plan to stay to the end anyway, just long enough to help Bianca. The minute we do and get that sorted, I'm history here. I don't plan on letting the door hit me in the ass on the way , that's the last thing on me this place and pack will see. Blowing out of here and hopefully it will be sooner than later, because right now I have a ride with Alvan. Plus if any trouble comes my way I can't handle on my own , I know he's got my back.
I'm going to reapply for an internship somewhere else, maybe a hotel ran by humans . At least the rules there are the same as the ones I grew up with, none of this "my pack my rules" crap. I lived as a human my whole life until just a short time ago so no great leap there. It's the whole wolf pack mentality that is foreign to me and the more I see of it the less I want to be part of it. Too many rules and rulers, no freedom unless you go rogue then everyone wants a piece of your ass. I don't get that, if they aren't hurting anyone why not just let them live their live in peace.
I've met many and they have been cool with me. Just want to live without the whole pack thing, some people just aren't meant to be blind followers . I get that and have no problem with it. Sure there are some real dicks out there, but as far as I've seen it's been pretty even pack vs rogue. I would live as a human again if I was attached to a pack like this one, it would be a easy fit for me.
In the human world if I were to step over the line then the general laws will protect my rights, something I don't even have here. Sure I'll work long hours without pay at a human hotel, but the sexual harassment and isolation from my family could be dealt with legally if needed. Pack law or at this pack's laws anyway make me a slave to be treated how they see fit.
The door closes behind be after Senora Bitch comes into the room behind me bringing my thoughts back to the current situation. I can sense her as she stands behind by the door, trying to intimidate me by standing over me. It's not working.
Senor Daza has already taken a seat behind the desk in front of me. The man looks put out by having to deal with whatever lies she told him and he does not look like a happy camper. He shuffles some papers that are lying on top of his desk as I just watch him as I wait.
He's normally a quiet male and keeps out of sight, in fact this is the second time I've seen him. The only other time was on my first day, he was introduced to me and just nodded his balding head in acknowledgement without even making eye contact with me. This male apparently didn't like to be around others, afterwards he made a hasty retreat from the area and I haven't seen him since. I look him over as I wait for one of them to say anything, I got all day and to be honest about it I'm just glad to be off my feet and sitting. These uncomfortable shoes combined with standing for hours have my poor feet crying out in pain. I could sit here and wait , no big hurry for me. I still have three hours left on my shift and the clock is ticking down as I sit.
Senor Daza isn't very tall for a shifter, just about the same as my 5'9" frame maybe even a inch shorter. He had to be in his late forties if I was to guess and it doesn't look like life has been very good to him either. He was a nervous , balding middle age man who obviously hated his job. He seemed more like the type who preferred working alone in a little cubicle off in the hidden corner of the room type. I'm sure he was forced to take this position, because in this pack no one really had any choice about much in their life. At least he didn't push himself on any of the females like the other males here do, in fact from the gossip I've heard he was mated but preferred to live apart from her. They were not true mates but pushed together by the pack leader for reason unknown. They didn't even like each other, what kind of life is that.
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Moon picked mates
Werewolf** 3rd book in Rogue series, can be read as stand alone but better if you read the others first*** mature language , triggers and sexual situations. Alisha had been lied to since she can remember, the ones who loved her kept important information...
