Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121

I nodded, a small surge of pride warming my chest despite my

annoyance at being discovered. “It took some experimentation to get

the balance right.”

“Not to sound dramatic, but you were born for this,” Lisa said

earnestly. “There’s something almost… wild about your work. Like it’s

tapping into something primal but still elegant.”

I caught the subtle comparison in her words–she was noting

similarities between my style and Aurora’s, the pseudonym I’d used

for my previous award–winning designs. Her instincts were good,

maybe too good.

–“Every designer has their own signature,” I explained carefully. “Our

work reflects who we are, even as our style evolves over time. Even

the same person might create very different pieces at different points

in their life.”

Lisa nodded thoughtfully, accepting my yague response. I could

almost see her mind working, connecting dots without quite reaching

the conclusion.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Megan emerging from her office.

She stopped abruptly when she saw my designs, her body tensing

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visibly. The shock in her eyes quickly hardened into something

darker, more hostile.

She didn’t think I was capable of this level of work, I realized, watching

her reaction. She’s seeing me as a threat for the first time.

I pretended not to notice her stare, but my wolf senses picked up on

her increased heart rate, the subtle shift in her scent that indicated

agitation. When she finally moved away, her shoulders were rigid, her

steps just a little too measured.

A few minutes later, I heard the faint sound of whispering. Glancing

up, I caught Megan watching me through the partially open blinds of

her office. She had her phone pressed to her ear, her expression

intense.

My heightened hearing caught fragments: “Stone” and “suspicious”

among a stream of hushed words. She was talking about me, possibly

to someone who could cause trouble.

I looked down at my designs, then at the resignation letter in my bag.

Why wait? Let’s give her a surprise she won’t forget.

I carefully organized my desk, placed my designs back in my

portfolio, and retrieved the sealed envelope containing my

resignation letter. The paper felt substantial between my fingers, the

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weight of my decision suddenly very real.

Standing up, I walked purposefully toward Megan’s office, aware of

curious glances from my colleagues. Their whispers followed me, but

I kept my focus forward, my steps steady.

Without knocking, I pushed open Megan’s door. She looked up,

surprised by my sudden appearance, and quickly ended her call.

“Iris? What can I do for you?” Her voice was falsely sweet, her smile

not reaching her eyes.

“Megan,” I said evenly, extending the envelope toward her. “I’m here

to give you my resignation letter.”

Her expression flickered between shock and poorly concealed delight.

“Resignation? But why?”

“My internship ends next week, and I’m here to formally notify you

that I will not be continuing with the company afterward,” I explained, keeping my tone neutral despite the satisfaction bubbling

inside me.

Megan took the envelope, her fingers brushing mine in what I knew was a deliberate attempt to catch my scent. “This is… unexpected,”

she said, though her eyes told a different story.

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