Legaxy
If she's SINGLE then why...
But Harry said…
And I thought…
“What's wrong, Dyme?” Ms. Dawn, identifying my sudden turmoil, hastily inquired and I heard a glass cup being placed on a desk.
I dragged my gaze up and halted when I found her bewildered face, with a hint of worry, looking straight at me.
“Single?” I absentmindedly spit.
She didn't understand it at first and instead of discussing it with me, she simply eyed me — a bit dumbfounded at the second.
“Is that a mock or a question, Legaxy?” She finally voices out, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Confirmation.” I plainly replied, my eyes intently scanning her perplexed face.
For some reason, and as quick as she was, she got what I meant that her eyes slowly widened in realization.
Okay, it's true... But, why declared being SINGLE before?
Surprisingly, at that second, instead of being mad and throw a denial at me, Ms. Dawn looked more… embarrassed.
“Let me guess, Harry told you?” She gave me a sheepish look as she straightened herself up at her seat.
I nodded, my initial shock slowly fading.
“Only a hint” — I wrinkled my nose, recalling the chat — “since he advised me it's better to ask you for the details — if you grant me any, rather than getting it from him... You know, out of pure respect.”
Hearing this, Ms. Dawn flashed a warm smile.
“Harry and his Beta ways.” She murmured as she shook her head out of amusement.
Her eyes then shifted from me to the ceiling-to-floor glass windows, looking out at the garden scenery; her eyes were, once again, distant while her face was blank — as if reliving a memory.
As for me, I was momentarily stunned.
“Beta? Like a second in command on a werewolf pack?” I asked, sounding shocked and confused.
“Yes, that kind of Beta.” She responded softly and her eyes move back to stare at me, “Harry was my mates' Beta —”
“Your mate was an Alpha!” I exclaimed while shooting up from my seat.
Unfazed by my reaction, Ms. Dawn simply nodded her head.
“Yes, and it's MATES… as in, plural.” She revised, a light blush appearing on her creamy white cheeks.
Obviously, by now, I'm too shocked to even react to anything. I didn't even bother to scrutinize the pink hue on Ms. Dawn's cheeks and make fun of it because my mind was somewhere else — registering an unexpected and surprising declaration.
I mean, really?
First is Harry, a bar owner, was a Beta to a pack? I should really ask him the full story the next time we met.
And Ms. Susie Marina Dawn, the Big Boss of Mallow Hotel, didn't just confirm to me that she has a werewolf mate but also admitted to having two?
This I need to know, NOW — blame the gossip force inside of me...
Seriously speaking though, I didn't expect that and it's getting me all awfully giddy and, strangely, excited.
Perfect! Another girl talk to cherish — only if I knew how to get my mouth and tongue to function again…
Because of too much excitement flowing inside my veins, my mind's gears were turning way too fast for my liking. It even made all the queries that I wanted to ask, scrambled up inside my brain; I basically couldn't get a single question out of my mouth.
“Close your mouth, Dyme. You look like a fish out of the water. And please do sit down, you look like you're about to faint.” Ms. Dawn pointed out sternly.
I quickly did as instructed and slowly sat back down on my black office armchair, certainly embarrassed at the moment.
I cannot believe that I allowed myself to be consumed by the overwhelming sensation to interrogate that I hadn't realized I was actually gaping at Ms. Dawn...
It was very awkward that I could tell, it earned a spot on my embarrassing book of records.
(Do an internal facepalm)
Still intrigued by the declaration, I started gawking at her.
As if sensing my strong need to talk, Ms. Dawn shot me a pleasant smile and made me move to sit by her side — which I did; two stacks of paperwork already forgotten.
Then, she proceeded on positioning herself on the armchair in a comfortable posture; her back leaned on the seat, one leg over the other, and her hands resting on her lap.
Finally, she spoke.
“I'm not gonna lie, but the twins were the most powerful and well-respected yet feared men I have ever met. They always get what they want, always get their way, and always win whatever battle it is. That's maybe the reason why they were always targeted for their position and territory. It doesn't help the fact that they are the Alphas of the North. They are known to be — ”
“The North?” I repeated in a mumble, interrupting the boss's talking, “Isn't that the area where the dangerous Black Rock pack is... Waaaaait a minute, you were saying” — I squinted my eyes at her — “that's them, isn't it?”
Ms. Dawn nods her head at me… almost timidly.
My eyes widened in realization.
“No way! You're mated to the Killer Alphas of the North?” I asked breathlessly, sounding almost curious and interested than scared.
Boss couldn't help but sigh at my unbelievable enthusiasm.
“Yes, and shall we continue with the story, or do you have any other questions to ask that needed a yes or no answer?” She deadpanned me.
I immediately clasp my mouth shut and nodded for her to continue.
She smiled and began again.
“My fairy tale is not really that magical… it was almost, ordinary. You see, I met the twins when I was working for this financial company in the South of the Redwood region. We do mainly investments there, and word got out how successful the transactions were that the twins decided to try and check it out one day.
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