The Genius Delta novel Chapter 32

I can deal with Cillian being outside as long as he doesn’t storm into the building. What’s got me worried is that André will be here tomorrow. I’ve not dealt with him a lot. I’ve only seen him at Logan and then Kurt’s weddings. And even in those brief situations, I know he’s a variable. He’s unpredictable, and his reactions to situations range from joking to murder.

I should be able to handle that. But with the Demonclaw issue coming back to haunt me and still not having marked Persephone, now isn’t a good time to have an unpredictable and very dangerous Alpha hanging around. Darren can only mitigate his mate so much. I’d have felt better if he had waited and arrived with the others. Then there would be his father and sister to try and temper his unpredictable emotions.

After John left, I looked at Persephone and could tell she was worried. Though I don’t know which she’s more concerned about, André’s pending arrival or that Cillian is a ticking time bomb of mate bond urges. I should probably say something to ease her concerns.

“It’s going to be okay,” I assured her with a blanket statement. “Let’s finish work, and we can head home and deal with everything else,” I suggested as I gestured back to our workstations.

“Yeah…” She agreed with a heavy sigh. “No sense worrying about things right now. We’ve got work to finish.” She agreed, turning on her heel as she returned to her work.

We worked in silence. Only the sounds of clicking keyboards acted as our playlist till quitting time. We didn’t end up in the same elevator as the Demonclaw girl on our way down to the lobby. Not sure I want to be in a confined space with her again. Our luck didn’t last as we headed for the doors, she elbowed between Persephone and me.

“Jonny, so glad I caught you before you left. I was hoping maybe we could go grab dinner.” She smiled at me while past her shoulder, I could see Persephone was struggling to keep Sara in check.

“I’ve told you I’m not interested. I’ve told you I’m with Persephone. Leave me alone.” I held my hands up as I went to step around her.

I didn’t want that Demonclaw bitch to touch me. Also, I needed to get to Persephone before she blew her top and unleashed her infamous temper here in the lobby. I didn’t get away fast enough as she grabbed my hand. There was something about the look in her eyes. There was something desperate in her eyes, and it got me all sorts of confused. Of course, I couldn’t react fast enough.

I watched it all in slow motion as she stumbled back, forced to let my hand go as Persephone’s right fist connected with her face. I cringed as she hit the ground and looked up with tears pricking at her eyes and blood dripping from her nose. Security officers were pushing past employees who had circled up like we were in grade school, and they wanted to watch the fight. Yeah, this is NOT good. Humans think they are above animals but have a sick desire to hurt or at least watch others get hurt.

“Tomorrow, I’m filing a complaint with HR about your behavior and won’t shed a tear when you get let go from the program and sent home.” Demonclaw girl shouted as she got to her feet with the help of security.

“Worth it for putting you in your fucking place, cagna. Learn to keep your damn hands to yourself.” Persephone snorted, shrugging off the security guard, trying to hold her back.

“Jonny has told you multiple times to stay away, but you don’t take no for an answer. You’re a walking HR violation, and if I’m getting fired, you can bet your ass you’ll be leaving with me. The difference is job or no job, I’m still with Jonny.” Persephone added as she folded her arms.

She may not currently be a ranked wolf, but her Beta blood is strong, and the aura of power and authority radiating off my angry mate has the humans around us taking two steps back. Demonclaw girl, however, seemed unfazed. I made a mental note to investigate that further. Even if she’s not from the same pack, a werewolf of lesser rank recognizes higher bloodlines. She’s my mate, and I even want to step back.

“What the hell?” Cillian’s voice drew my attention from the sight of our cat, or I guess wolf fighting mates.

His fists were clenched at his sides, and I could see his wolf trying to push forward as he looked at his mate and the blood she still hadn’t wiped off her face. Shit! I hurried over to Cillian, trying to block him from getting further.

‘Cillian, you cannot and will not lose your shit in my lobby and in front of all these HUMAN witnesses.’ I commanded in our link.

‘She’s BLEEDING! Why is MY MATE bleeding, Delta Jonathan?’ Cillian demanded in a menacing growl in our link as he continued to look past me at his mate.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw her eyes were locked on Cillian. She must have picked up his scent and knew he was who she truly belonged with. It’s just a matter of what she will do about it. I watched as she shook off a guard and wiped the blood away with her hand. Whatever moment of eye contact they shared was gone as she shook her head.

“You will not get away with this, Persephone Fayte. And Jonny isn’t truly yours till, as the Americans say, you put a ring on it.” Cillian’s mate declared as she pushed past us for the doors. “I still plan to report you to HR first thing tomorrow.” She added, glancing back over her shoulders.

She glared at Persephone and me, and her eyes softened briefly when she looked at Cillian. Then she was out the doors. I had to grab Cillian’s arm and hold tight to stop him from following her.