The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 107

“You should be asleep,” I said, walking to her.

“I didn’t want to go to sleep without seeing you,” she said.

I gave her a sad kind of smile, even though I tried to hide the sadness, and I leaned in to kiss her on the forehead.

I sat with her a while, but within a half–hour, she was sound asleep.

I watched her, wishing I could have spent more time with her and wondering what was going to happen next. How much more could our little family handle? How much more bad news could we take?

I fell asleep in the chair, watching Ava. Morning came far too soon, and it was time for me to go to work again.

As soon as I stepped off the elevator, Claire tried to stop me in the hallway.

“Vanessa, you already have a client in your office. Uh, you should know that

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“Hello, Vanessa Harper,” said Brittany, standing in the doorway to my office. She sneered at Claire. “Don’t worry, honey. I got it from here.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked, stilling in my step. Perhaps not the best way to greet a potential client, but then Brittany wasn’t that, even if she said she was.

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“Isn’t it obvious?” she asked, gesturing to her outfit. She was wearing some kind of suit, tailored, with a pencil skit.

If that was supposed to explain something, it didn’t. At all.

She eyed Claire again. “Perhaps we should talk about this privately. I don’t like to share my personal matters with the help.”

Claire paled.

“That’s not the way we do things around here,” I said.

“It is now,” Claire replied. “You see, as a show of trust to our relationship, Jason has given me special privileges. One of those privileges is that I take over all dealings with this particular collaboration.”

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“You can’t be serious,” I said.

“Oh, but I am. I have the paperwork right here.”

I excused myself from Claire’s side and entered the office to see the paperwork Brittany had already splayed out across my desk. As soon as I cleared the door, Brittany closed it behind us.

“For privacy,” she said.

I ignored her this time to read the papers.

One, on top, was the official letterhead from Jason’s company. The order was in his handwriting, simple and short.

Brittany will handle any necessary dealings in my stead. Signed, Alpha Jason Bradshaw

I read it, then reread it, then reread it again. I knew his handwriting well, and knew this was legitimate. Yet it still seemed fake, like I couldn’t believe my eyes. Why would he cast aside our partnership like this, so easily?

But, then, hadn’t he been well–trained in casting me aside? He had done the same thing to me when I had been Laila. He was always pushing me away for Brittany. In love, and now in work.

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