Page 18 of The Alpha's Broken Oath

Her minions laugh beside her. Classic bullying maneuver.

I shouldn’t engage her. Ashley is known as the meddling bitch in the company for a reason.

But the surprise from seeing Deacon, the rage and shock coalescing in my blood like acquaintances, the kiss, Goddess, that kiss that shouldn’t have happened, stirs up something ugly inside me.

“Some of us have better things to do than ogle the new boss, Ashley. If you are scared, I’ll seduce the boss before you get the chance to do so, don’t worry. He’s all yours,” I end my words with a forced smile moving around Ashley and her friends.

Murmurs, gasps, and a few chuckles beckon me from behind, but I don’t turn to stare at the surprise written on Ashley’s face. There are other pressing things on my mind besides putting a co-worker in her place.

As expected, Luka and Julie are waiting for me near my desk. Luka is seated on my desk with a curious look on his face, while Julie sits in my swivel chair, pretending to go through my notebook.

“Finally, someone put Ashley in her place, and I’m glad it’s you, girl, but… I’m just as curious as everyone here. The boss called you specifically. Is there any reason why he did so?” Luka asks.

I’m dying to get out of here.

The walls I’ve built for seven years threaten to crumble, and I have to ensure they don’t.

“Not that we are trying to meddle, but everyone’s worried whether they’ll be keeping their jobs or not,” Julie adds, her brown eyes prying me for answers.

I open my mouth, desperate to tell them that their new boss is worse than they ever imagined.

If he’s anything like I remember, he’ll betray them like he betrayed me. He’ll stab them in the back until they are nothing but shells barely hanging on to life.

But instead, all I have to say is, “I have to go.”

“What?” Julie enquires in surprise.

“I have to go. I don’t feel well. I’ll see you guys tomorrow, yeah?”

I don’t think I’ll ever step foot in this company ever again.

The guilt that lodges in my chest for keeping the truth from the friends who’ve stuck by me since I started working here follows me down the hallway, down the elevator, all the way to the parking lot, and inside my car.

Once I get inside my car, sheer panic and a pinch of pain radiates in my chest, bringing it with the dam of tears I couldn’t let Deacon Cross see.

I don’t just let my tears fall. I set them free. All of them.

We’ll leave and start over where he can’t find us this time around.

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My wolf whispers what I want to hear, but I can also hear the little hesitation in her voice, like she doesn’t want to leave and like she believes our fates with Deacon are tied together even after everything he did to us. Her pain and sadness, coupled with the bitterness we felt seven years ago, draws out the memories of Deacon we’ve tried to bury.

I try to forget those memories. Goddess, do I try, but my wolf is hellbent on trying to prove that Deacon was good to us once upon a time. Fighting her proves difficult, so I let her bring out the most precious memory we had with Deacon, and I’m pulled back to that special night in the woods.

Deacon kissed me like he believed we would never be apart and that we were bound for eternity. He had held me in his arms, slamming inside me passionately like I was fragile glass he needed to protect from breaking.

I remember how his teeth left sweet bruises on my skin, and I shamelessly asked for more.

The feeling of loving him compared to soaring in the skies and never wanting to touch the ground.

I can also remember the monumental moment when he rejected me and my babies in front of the pack and in front of his father. Just like that, like I was nothing to him.

He came back for me? Well, he’s seven years too late!

He’ll never leave me? I’ll do the leaving.

Amidst the chaos swirling in my entire body, my trembling fingers reach the lips that are still throbbing from the kiss Deacon gave me in his office.

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