He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 44

Jared

How could he ignore her blatant s*x talk in his office? The woman, it seemed, was interested in being punished by him. Yes, he’d been playing an innocent word game with her, which she picked up on pretty quick and opted to play it right back. That was fun for him.

Turning that escort, she would have to and from the office that had been mentioned earlier. Into an actual s****l reference and wanting to know when and how long she got to have him. It didn’t escape his notice that with each warrior she dismissed, they all had dark brown to black hair or had blue eyes, anything that resembled himself was tossed on his desk with a ‘ no‘.

It actually amused him more than it annoyed him, because it meant she was going out of her way to make a point to him, and when she showed in that blonde green–eyed warrior, that was the complete opposite of how he looked himself. He had to really pull on his bloodline not to actually laugh about what she was doing.

But then to get up and just actively really taunt him, tell him he should get to know her before playing with her. Well, that was an invitation as far as he was concerned, her way of stating she liked him on some level, because she was actively telling him in a roundabout way to play with her.

To see her so very boldly tell him about her s*x toys, he’d not considered that when punishing her, but did it surprise him? No, most she–wolves did have them, they were s****I creatures, and he’d learned last night, so was she, even wolf–less. She responded just like and true she–wolf did, was just as sensitive.

But her leaning right down and murmuring all tauntingly in his ear about how she’d used them to get those orgasms he’d denied her, that had his undivided attention, and it roused a need in him to punish her right now, because she’d gotten what he’d denied her.

Here in this office she couldn’t do that, nor could she return to her office and do that, so he acted on impulse to punish her right here in his office, uncaring of who might smell her arousal when she left, there was no way he wasn’t going to ignore the obvious invitation to punish her. With talk like that, what more could she expect from him? When he’d already told her in the elevator, she was looking to be punished by him.

Now this, all the s*x talk, so very bold of her, it was clear to him, she wanted to be punished by him. So he would be bold back. She was shocked by his reaction, but to his delight she didn’t actually struggle against him or try and get away either, and the gasp that came from her delighted him. He kept his touch firm but brief, and the moment he smelled her arousal start to bloom, he stopped, it didn’t even take that much.

She was going to be fun to play with, just like last night, barely half a minute, and she was wet and wanting him. It was a pity she wasn’t wearing a skirt or a dress, he could just put her on his desk and taste her until she was almost there.

But he wouldn’t today, just gave her a little taste to send her back to her office very annoyed and frustrated, food for thought all afternoon. He even tasted her on his own finger, and he felt his c**k twitch as he did so. Thankfully, she left his office before he wanted more himself. Tonight would be fun, he thought absently as he strolled to his door and leaned on it. She’d not said no to him turning up to punish her.

He stood and watched Wynta walk away from his office and smiled at her as she looked right at him from the elevator. She, he’d noted, always wore pantsuits to the office. That was a bit of a hindrance to him and his punishing of her today. He watched the elevator doors closed and pushed off his door and walked from his office.

“She looked annoyed, Alpha.” Stacey commented as he tapped a finger on her desk, to draw her attention to him. It seemed Stacey had seen the way Wynta had stalked from his office too.

“She was.” He chuckled softly. “I’m arrogantly annoyingly charming when I want to be. It frustrates her.” He smiled at his own words, “I’m going out for a bit, Stacey.” He told her. ” Hold all my calls.”

“I don’t think you should,” Stacey commented as she looked him over, and he knew she could smell Wynta on him. “Play with her like that, your father won’t appreciate it, he is trying to bring her in remember.”

He laughed now. “Who do you think told me to charm her into being a pack member? I got the old man’s permission.” He chuckled softly and he did have.

“Oh.” Was all she stated, “Well, I wish you luck, I guess.”

“I might just need it.” He nodded as he thought about that wolfsbane she’d hit him with. He’d have to watch for that as well from now on. No more sneaking up on the woman. She couldn’t tell the difference between packs, so hadn’t known it was him right there with her on the street.

Jared walked off to the elevators himself. She’d had plenty of time to make it to her floor where there were only humans and none of them would smell him on her. If there had been wolves down on her floor, he’d not have touched her.

He was just getting in his car when her name flashed on his phone with a message, and he smiled to himself, hoping it was something that would give him reason to punish her even more. Alas, it wasn’t. All business once more, he answered her question, though it made him curious as to why she asked it.

She’d told him she couldn’t discern a pack scent on a wolf, could only tell the difference between humans and wolves. That was also a curiosity. Could she distinguish between pack and rogue wolves? He thought about that. Even wolfen children, without their wolves yet, could tell when a rogue was about. It was kind of built into their DNA, so yes, she probably could.

It was an unusual pack scent even he had to admit, but maybe, being that it was a flower and quite sweet smelling, she might actually be able to detect it. He might have to test that theory. She did have what would be considered a human’s sense of smell, and so she’d be able to pick up things like the delicate scent of flowers if she was given them. So, it would make sense that she’d pick up that pack scent now if she knew what it was.

Ah, maybe that was why she asked. She could pick up all scents but just wouldn’t know if it was a pack scent, unless someone told her. He thought about that as he drove, and he realized she needed to be told what it was, to understand it wasn’t just something in the breeze. She was going to be on the lookout for it to help protect herself.

He drove himself to a nice high–end boutique and stepped into the store to look around. The sales lady smiled right at him, and he smiled right back as she asked, “How may I help you today?”

“I’m looking to buy some nice suits for the office,” he told her.

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Sir, you’re aware this is a women’s store.”

Jared nodded. “I didn’t say they were for me.”

“Oh, so is it your wife, girlfriend, mother or sister?” she asked right back.

“Hmm, not my mother or sister. I’m also not married… Hmm, I guess you call her my fun, flirty friend.” He smiled to himself; she had strait up talked about s*x toys with him today, that was flirting in his book, especially with that soft silken and amused tone she’d had about obtaining her o****m.

“What is it you’re thinking?”

“She always wears pantsuits, and I was thinking she needs a few with skirts. She’s quite proper and professional in the office, so what I need is professional but…” he thought about it. “Not uptight, something with a little fun flare I suppose.”

“Alright,” she nodded and looked about as he did.

He smiled to himself as he strolled about and looked at the suits, and mix–match items that could be paired up as office wear, he thought about Wynta and what she would look good in, that would suit the office, but suit his need to punish her in his office if she needed it at the same time.

He didn’t exactly know what style she liked, but he’d seen that dress for the Luna ceremony, the neckline of it, and he pointed out to the sales lady a lovely soft grey dress with a similar neckline, with half–length sleeves and a fitted pleated bodice and a skirt that fell softly to just below her knees, elegant and could be worn in the office, out on a date or to an event.

It also would give him easy access to punish her as well, it would slide up her thighs easily for him to pin her down and taste her until she was begging for more. A smile played on his lips. All the outfits were going to be like that.

He would choose all different colors. She had black hair and softly tanned skin, a figure that would suit any style of clothing, and he was intending to step her out of her comfort zone just a little, but not too much. So, though he went with flirty and fun, he also made sure that the three dresses and five suits he picked out, were all worthy of office wear at the same time.

He had them placed in suit bags and paired them with shoes as well, then smiled at the lady as she thanked him and told him to come again. He chuckled softly. “I just might,” he stated, and left the store. He made his way to Wynta’s apartment and let himself in. Her door lock was flimsy at best, he’d better have it replaced with something more suitable.

Jared strolled in and opened her wardrobe, looked at her office wear and smiled as he collected her slacks and jackets, and placed them on the bed. He left her blouses she could, if she wanted, mix them into the outfits he’d bought for her.

He hung up all her new work wear and lined up the new shoes and then stood back and smiled. The choices he’d made were a far cry from all the dark blue and black slacks and jackets she had hanging in there. Her dark wardrobe was now filled with color as well, from pastel to bright and bold, and of course, he’d picked up a navy blue and black outfit, the colors he’d always seen her in.

He wasn’t so silly as to just toss her clothes out either. No, he just placed them in the suit bags he now had an excess of and left the apartment with them. He texted the pack handyman to come and install a proper lock on her door and got a confirmation that it would be done before she got home from the office.

He smiled to himself as he sent back, “Just bring me the code, I’ll pass it onto her, oh and make the code five digits… Hmm, let’s make it, 52733,” a confirmation came through, and he chuckled to himself.

Jared took Wynta’s clothes right to his penthouse and hung them in his closet. On the side that was empty, left them in those bags, he had a feeling she was going to want them back. But if she wanted them back, she could come and get them, might not make it out of his apartment though, or not for a few fun hours.

He smiled to himself. This was a good fun game for him, and one that was going to see her more than annoyed, which would bring her right to him, but also likely please his father at the same time. So, even if she went to his old man and ranted about it, Edward, he knew, would just smile and likely tell her to take it up with Jared. To go and collect her things from him, which would put her in his apartment, something his father actually wanted. That penthouse was also soundproof, and he could surely punish her for hours. He chuckled to himself as he headed back to the office.