Samuel nods as he begins to rise from his seat in front of me. Light foot steps down the hall catch both of our attention. The smell of vanilla and coconut calms me and I sigh, my tense shoulders relaxing. I call for her to come in the moment her knuckles tap the door.
Her big forest green eyes scan the room quickly. She greets Samuel with a hug and I clear my throat quickly. My wolf stirred inside of me, the thought of her touching any other man upsets him. He's acting so strange today.
"I will return with updates." Samuel says before bowing his head respectfully and exiting the room.
"What can I help you with?" I say refusing to look at her. I gather all the papers in my desk and sort them neatly into different piles before beginning to file them away. She smelled fresh and clean and was dressed in a pair of athletic leggings that hugged her figure a little too well.
"Cynthia and I are probably just going to stick around here for a while, so is it necessary to have that many bodyguard around?" Her voice was light and held a sense of nervousness. I look up at her, shocked. She of all people knew what could take place today and she's questioning why she has so much security?
"Octavia, they are there for your security and I'm sure they aren't really bothering you. So, if you'll excuse me I have to meet Weston in a few minutes." I roll up the map of the pack lands and put it away under my desk. I glance at my watch as I stand, getting ready to go.
"They could be doing much more useful things though. I don't need protection inside my own home, besides it's not like I'm going to be alone. Cynthia will be with me at all times I-"
"No!" I slam my hands down on the desk in anger. I could see her jump slightly but I still refuse to look right at her. "If something were to happen to you I would never forgive myself."
"What do you think will happen? It's not like Jalex can just cross the territory lines and waltz into our home without anyone noticing or you being informed." She was becoming frustrated as her hands clenched into fist at her sides.
"I fucking said no." I growl out finally looking up at her. Her brows furrowed in anger over her vibrant green eyes. Her arms cross over her chest. She looked like a stubborn child.
I move around my desk and stand in front of her. There was barely an inch of space between us as I look down at her. I grasp her chin forcing her to look up at me. Anger consumed me and I tug a bit harshly pulling her face closer to mine and forcing her onto the tips of her toes. "If you fucking disobey me and find away to get rid of the guards I will lock you away until this shit show is over." I release her face and stalk past her and out of my office.
She mumbled something as I left, but all I could see is red. Red, red, red. I wanted to punch something or someone. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself and my nerves but it was really no use. I still felt extremely agitated. Whatever is going on with me I just hope it sticks around for when the battle comes. I'm going to rip that son of a bitch into a million pieces for even daring to think of me and my mate.
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