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"Mr. Matherson?" she whispers. I'm not sure if she's even aware of the huskiness now lacing her words.

I know that the wolf is in my eyes now. I take another step closer and look at her lips. It would be so easy to kiss her now, but something holds me back. Instead, I whisper, "Don't squander this opportunity, Saffy. You're too good, too special, for a boy like that."

The words are soft but filled with meaning, warning her not to take this opportunity lightly or waste herself on someonelike Terrance. Am I suggesting she give herself to someone like me? Someone with probably far darker intentions than a cub like him?

Saffy swallows hard and nods before turning around and retreating from my office without looking back.

The moment the door closes behind her, a wave of regret hits me. What have I done? My actions were completely out of character, and I'm left puzzled by the encounter.

Later that night, in an attempt to shake off the events of the day, I take a shower. But even then, I can't escape my growing obsession with Saffy. I have a vision of pulling her naked into the shower with me before I push her to her knees. I can almost feel her lips around my cock as she takes me deep into her throat. I imagine myself gripping fistfuls of her soft, deep red hair as I move her mouth up and down my shaft. She's hesitant at first, but then, with growing confidence, she starts exploring and teasing me until I'm panting hard and wanting more.

I can imagine all the dirty things I would say as I thrust deeper into her mouth, making her gag slightly. I can feel the warmth of the water against my skin and the pleasure building inside me until I'm moments away from climaxing. The sensation is indescribable—like nothing else in this world—and sends shivers down my spine. Bracing one hand on the shower wall, I release hot cum on the tiled floor, wishing to God it was going down Saffy's willing throat instead.

But then reality hits me like a ton of bricks. She's too innocent, and she’s the beta's fucking sister. I'm used to playing with women who understand my needs. Saffy practically trembles in front of my wolf, and I can’t decide if that’s a turn-on or a sign I shouldn’t play with fire.

With a heavy sigh, I turn off the water and step out of the shower, drying myself and then collapsing, unsatisfied, into bed.

Chapter 6 - Saffy

I fight the urge to yawn as I park in the lot and wait, looking around for Charlotte or Terrance so we can walk in together. I know it's a bit childish to want to walk in with a friend, but I've been feeling off-kilter ever since my encounter with Cole yesterday.

I barely slept last night. I repeatedly played the scene in my mind, trying to work out what happened. At first, it almost seemed like he was chastising me for flirting in the office, which would have made him a complete douchebag because I wasn't flirting. And even if I was, I'm pretty sure women don't get told off for talking to a man in an office in 2023.

Besides, I was at my workstation. It was Terrance who approached me and was in the wrong department. But I'm the one who got hauled into Cole’s office.

It seems so incredibly unlikely that Cole was jealous. I'm almost embarrassed to even consider that possibility. But the way he looked at Terrance was murderous. At first, I thought he was pissed at both of us, but when we got into his office, the atmosphere changed.Hechanged.

I'm used to being around dominant shifters. My brother is the beta, and his best friend Diego is the alpha. Our house has always been full of strong and boisterous men. But Cole is something else, dominant but unfamiliar. I used to be terrified of Diego as alpha; his wolf was so overpowering that I struggled to be in his presence for a long time. Zack always assumed it was some kind of hangover from our parents’ abusive ways.

However, rather than making me want to retreat, Cole's form of dominance only seemed to pull me in. Like a magnet or a moth to a flame.

I spot Charlotte's truck pulling across from me, and I get out of my car, waving to get her attention. She greets me witha brief side hug. We've never been super close, mainly because she's so serious, but I feel like we're really starting to bond over this internship. I look around but don't see Terrance, so we start walking into the building together.

"So, what did you do last night?" Charlotte asks, eyeing me.

I groan. "Tried and failed to sleep. It was terrible."

"Honestly, stop worrying about this. I'm sure it's all forgotten today," she says, nudging me with her elbow. I appreciate her words, but I can still remember her face when I relayed most of the incident yesterday after work. She'd looked horrified.

I shake my head. "I just don't get it. He seemed so worked up about me and Terrance. He thought we were dating." I admit to having skipped over that bit when we spoke yesterday because I was too embarrassed.

Charlotte raises an eyebrow and barks out a laugh. "Dating Terrance? Why would he care about you dating Terrance? I thought this was about him thinking you guys weren't taking the internship seriously."

"I have no idea," I say, shrugging. "But he was acting a bit weird, and it kind of freaked me out."

Charlotte's eyes go wide. "Maybe he's into you."

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, right. Like Mr. Matherson would ever be interested in someone like me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Charlotte says, nudging me again. “You’re gorgeous, Saffy. Unfortunately, I’d say Terrance thinks so, too. Maybe Mr. Matherson is just pointing out the obvious."

I smile at first, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks, but when she mentions Terrance, it vanishes. "No way, Charlotte. Terrance and I are just friends. He's like that with everyone. Well, not you, I admit, but you bite his head off."

She laughs again, her whole face lighting up. "That is very true. He really is insufferable, though. You're too nice to him." We pause at the top of the steps, and she touches my arm lightly. "If Mr. Matherson was really warning you to be seen taking this opportunity seriously, maybe get Terrance to back off a bit when he's being too much. Okay?"

I nod, more confused than ever. Terrance is just my friend, but I know Charlotte finds his exuberant attitude annoying, so she's probably not the right person to talk to him about, anyway. But what I'm really thinking about is Mr. Matherson. Cole. I'd like to believe Charlotte's nice words, but I don't feel particularly gorgeous. I know I'm not unattractive; I'm just not in the same league as the women someone like Cole would know.

I doubt I'm even on the same planet as those women.

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