chapter 27

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Alisha POV

Saphria refused to make eye contact with either of us the rest of the day. Avoiding any and all contact, not even speaking  unless absolutely necessary. I remembered that we aren't supposed to be "chatting" as one of the rules  but  I could tell she was embarrassed that we witnessed her her exit earlier from his office looking out of sorts.  I don't blame her, he is the one in power and she can't refuse him without fear of punishment.  Sick bastard, he's not that bad looking he couldn't find a willing partner. He must get off on abusing the unwilling female, some males are sick fuckers like that.

She was called into the Alpha's office a few more times but didn't come out looking like she did the first time. The only difference was she had a pad of paper with her each time and was in there for only a very short period.  The door wasn't even closed all the way and we could hear the interactions. All business now with her. 

He had the door left open a few times when she left him and I could see him spying on us at our desks. There was a clear view of him from my spot and I know he was watching me,I could feel his eyes on me.  I had to force myself not to say or do anything, I hate someone watching me that closely. Creeping on me big time and making my skin crawl. Finally he had her shut the door when he was on a private call. I was so relieved, and the tension finally left my shoulders. 

Poor Bianca suffered each time her mate went in their, even with the door cracked open it didn't help. I could see the emotions fighting behind that tense face, she was fighting her urges to protect her mate. Now that  she had her enhanced senses I'm sure she could smell him on her and that make it worse.  None of us got any real work done this afternoon, there was too much going on in this small room for that. Even Saphria looked lost and out of sorts as she tried to pull it all together.  What a crappy day.

At around four o'clock she received a  phone call from him (they have the ability to mind link but he prefers not to with the lower ranks as per Saphria)  and as she listened I could see the tension in her build up the longer it went on. Finally she  spoke "yes sir I understand and I will let them know" , she gently put the phone back into the receiver and laid her head on her desk. 

I was done with all this quiet shit and I didn't care if he heard us "chatting " or not at this point. Since his door was now closed maybe he couldn't hear me anyway.

"What was that call all about, what are you supposed to let us know?" I demanded an answer from her, sure I could have been nicer but I'm not known for my patience and today has been testing it to the limits. Everything here has worked that last nerve to it's death.

I'm done with being submissive or nice, and it didn't help that these lacy throng underwear were rubbing my lady parts raw from sitting on my ass so long. Just one more thing to irritate me more.

I could hear her crying softly and Bianca shot me a nasty look, that's a first from her and she really rocked it. Yep I made her mate cry and right not I'm not sorry one bit. Today has been all kinds of fucked up and I'm over it, I need answers and I'm not waiting anymore. Someone is going to talk to me and tell me what it happening here.

She sits up and wipe her eyes with the back of her hand. I watch as she takes a few deep breaths as she regains her composure.   Finally she speaks and her voice relays how upset she is about the message she was given or maybe it was just everything in general.

"He has left for the day so we are alone now and I can talk freely with you both. "  about fucking time, no I didn't not say it out loud but I was screaming it in my mind.

"What was that last call from him about" Bianca asks her with a kind voice. "Was he just waiting to let us know he was leaving for the day?"  

I have the feeling she wouldn't have cried if that was the case, there was more to that call than that. She just needed to spit it out or swallow it like bad medicine.

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