Once Rejected My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back Chapter 77
Once Rejected My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back
Chapter 77
Ashtonâs POV
My fingers tap frantically on the oak desk before me. Iâm worried and so is Mr. Thompson.
The middle aged man is pacing his office up and down, nonstop.
After I told him the trending news about Josie had been some kinda manipulation, he became worried.
âThe truth alpha Ashton is that Ms. Rose appears to be the best we have. She always speaks fluently before me. Even during the temporary teaching process with clients, she does well. Thatâs why Iâm always conflicted when I hear otherwise regarding her professionalismâ¦.
The man rambles as he paces the length of his office.
His transparent office door allows me to peek outside at the hordes of employees walking around the building.
But Iâm not just looking back to the people going about their business. Iâm looking forward to seeing her.
What if she doesnât show up?
Perhaps she has gotten a job elsewhere..?
Ugh!
I truly hope she hasnât. I canât bear the thought of her in someone elseâs office or house.
I canât bear to lose her when sheâs so valuable to me.
âYou knew all that and yet you choose to believe vile things said about her?â I snap as my anger rises.
Mr. Thompson stops pacing and faces me. A hint of shame flashes across his face.
âMy bad, alpha.â He says lowly. âHowever, knowing the review came directly from you made me feel itâs trueâ¦â
âI told you that wasnât from!â 1 bang my hand on the table and the man shudders.
Mistakenly throwing my eyes outside, I see everyone staring our way.
Oh, wow.
I didnât just do that. Not only me..
My lycan did.
Heâs been going wild inside me all afternoon and hearing what Mr. Thompsonâs saying increases his
anger..
âRelax, I tell my lycan as I sink back into the seat.
As if Iâve relieved everyone from a frozen state, they all start moving after I sink into the seat. Same with Mr. Thompson.
âApologies, alpha. Iâll ensure to rectify this.â He wobbles on his feet as he says that. I watch him bring out his phone and dial Josieâs number again.
âMind if we get you some coffee?â He asks me.
I think that will help calm my fucking nerves,
âPlease..â
At my response, Mr. Thompson gestures for his secretary and whispers orders to her.
The coffee comes in a while later and I slug on it while waiting.
Hours later, still Josie hasnât shown up
âAlpha. I think Ms. Rose wonât be coming..
Before Mr. Thompson could finish his words the door burst open. The both of us move our eyes to the door and my jaw drops open at the sight before me.
Josieâs standing in a plaid black skirt and a crisp white shirt. Heels on
Sheâs panting like she ran miles to arrive hereâ¦.
âMs. Rose. Thanks be to the goddess you finally harken my calls.â
The man steps away from his spot behind the desk and struts over to where sheâs standing,
Instinctively, he envelops her in a tight hug. From the look on Josieâs face, sheâs surprised at the manâs act
However, seeing Mr. Thompson taking my mate into his arms resuscitates my anger.
I didnât know when I
I stood on my feet and walked across the room to their spot.
Thompson releases his hold on Josie just then and I draw to a quick halt.
Sensing my presence behind him. Thompson looks over at me and 1 glare daggers at him, my eyes flashing redâ¦.
I guess he noticed whatâs going to happen if he doesnât remove his hand on Josie.
âOh. Forgive my manners. My emotions caught up with me, you see?â He chuckles humorlessly.
Moreover, Josie watches us in surprise. Then, âI got calls from you, Mr. Thompson?â She says questioningly.
âAhh, yes. You see, Ms. Rose..
Thompson starts ushering her back to the desk. Josie barely spared me a look.
As much as I want to act like Iâm not hurt, I fucking am.
Remembering seeing her with another man back at the restaurant the fear of what they later did that night fills me. Same with the fear of not measuring to her standards in menâ¦.
For someone who has been with so many categories of men since our rejection, she must have high standards.
âAlpha Ashton has detailed me on what went underground in regards to your poor reviewâ¦â Mr. Thompson begins.
Josie trade a confused look between me and her boss.
âWhat details!â She asksâ¦
âSomeone tampered with the review he wrote just to defame you. The reason for such I know not. However, Iâm here seeking for your forgiveness and acceptance back into the company to work for usâ¦and of course, the alpha.â
I barely heard what the man was saying because all my attention was channeled on the creamy thighs peeking through Josieâs
skirt.
How I so fucking want to rub my manhood on those silky thighs.
Iâm sure sheâll get wet when Iâm doing it.
I mean women love being teased. Foreplay as they tag itâ¦
âYeah sheâll get wet for us. My lycan whispers licking his lips.
Iâm sorry. But Iâve gotten some other clients.
Upon hearing the last words, 1 snap back into reality.
My bulging eyes turn to face Mr. Thompson. Iâm hoping I hadnât heard her right. Working for someone else is going to drive me nuts.
âMs. Rose, please accept us back. In fact. Iâll give you seventy percent of whatever revenue generated from your works.â âNinetyâfive percent.â I cut in
Thompson looks disbelieving at me same as Rose,
âYeyes. He stutters. âYouâll get Ninetyâfive percent on every profit made from your work.â
Josie seems to weigh the offer before saying, âFine. If itâs that percent that Iâll get from now on, Iâll take my role back.â
Relief fills me but her next words surprise me
âHowever, Iâd want it documented as a proof
Thompson jerks to his feet quickly, nodding.
âConsider it done. Ms. Rose. He points at the door. âIâll have them prepare the copiesâ¦â
He returns in a short while and presents the document to Josie which she signs.
I follow her in tow the moment she leaves. She didnât even spare me a glance.
Getting outside, I decide to speak up.
âMs. Roseâ I call.
When she doesnât stop, I weave through the people blocking me on the sidewalk and hold her still.
âHow may I help you?â She snaps lowly.
I lock my eyes on her hazel ones, nearly drowning in them.
âIâm sorry once again.â I say.
âThereâs no need for long talks but Iâve accepted you anyway.â
She stalls a bit, biting her back her words. Eventually, she spills.
Thanks for helping out.â
âYou donât need to thank me. I needed to do what was right. I promise to root out the person that connived against usâ¦
While Iâm saying that, her eyes flash, Then she nods.
âThatâll be appreciated.â
Fuck, hearing her refined voice does so many things to me. My dick specifically.
want to pir
Makes me want to pin her on the wall here on the sidewalk and sink deeply into her wet heat.
She breaks her eyes from mine and begins moving away again.
Feeling the urge to have her around more, I offer
âMind if we reconcile over a bottle of Chateau lafite? Or Mojito or on the Beach?â
Hope blooms in my chest when I hear her chuckle and I find myself smiling.
âReally, Mr. Ashton?â She says, chuckling.
âYeahâ¦I need to correct my mistakesâ¦â I state visibly and clear. âThatâs if youâll allow me,â I add.
My last words go beyond the problem we just resolved and have more to do with our personal lives and bond as mates.
She stares mutely at me for a while before nodding
âFine letâs do that. Just send me the time and location.â She says, the air whipping her hair on her face.
Inwardly. I throw my hands up and kick the air in so much joy.
âSure. Iâll do that, madameâ¦â1 slur.
I watch her leave and when sheâs out of sight, I howl in laughter and joy.
Fuck, this is a good start!
Then I walk away but in between I feel eyes daggering me.
I donât care to k
who that is. What I care about isâ¦winning her back.
In a distant coffee house, Diego watched what transpired between Rose and her exâmate.
He forced his wolf hearing abilities to work at that moment but he was too far to hear their words.
But something told him he wouldnât love what was about to happen.
He knows people like Roseâs exâmate are ambitious
And heâs certain the man is fighting to take Rose away from him.
Will he allow that to happen? Diego thinks to himselfâ¦