Book 1 Chapter 12


    12


    Jayce‘s POV


    Her voice calms me slightly as she sings along to lyrics. She straightens up and pulls the shirt back


    down. I can see a blush on her cheeks and I‘m d as she covers herself more.


    Her friends appear with their food and I take it as my cue to leave. I linger for onest moment, watch


    ing her as sheughs with her friends before I turn and run far, far away from her.


    Myra‘s POV.


    I make dinner on Sunday evening for Nathan and me. Our parents stopped by this afternoon, making


    my day. I haven‘t seen them for a few weeks, it was lovely to catch up.


    The week passes quickly, I barely see Jayce. When I do, it‘s only glimpses at a distance. I start to won


    der if we‘ll ever talk to each other again, maybe only on assignments from Alpha Damien. I spend the


    week end with my brother, we go and stay at our parent‘s house and I visit my friend Alena.


    Before I know it, it‘s Monday morning again.


    My rm goes off at 8am, waking me up abruptly. I groan as I roll over and shove my face into my pil


    low. As my mind wakes up, I realize how hot I am. I look down at the sheets havee off my mattress


    and are wrapped around me.


    What the fuck?


    I sit up and frown as I look down at my naked body, I definitely went to sleep in my t–shirt and thong


    I don‘t remember taking them off.


    | struggle to rememberst night‘s events. I dreamt a lot about a guy. I am certain there was a guy in


    my dreams. I vaguely recall taking off my shirt, I obviously thought I was too hot, and looking down at


    my


    sweaty skin I understand why.


    I decide to forget about the weird situation and shower before work. I perform my ablutions, washing


    My cheeks heat up as I recall what I and my fantasy man didst night. I haven‘t had sex in over nine


    months, I think I need to get some.


    I leave my hair to dry naturally, blow–drying it will just make the curls even worse. I pull on a silk top


    and pencil skirt and finish doing my make–up. Nathan is awake when Ie down, we have breakfast


    to gether and then I drive into work.


    After speaking to Alpha Damien, he gives me a list of jobs for today and I settle down in front of my


    my element as I begin entering equations and calcting sums.


    At lunchtime, I pause my work and get out a book I‘ve just started reading. Erotica is my guilty plea


    sure, but it is not really appropriate for work so I‘ve covered my naughty (bordering on porn) book with


    a very boring cover from one of my old textbooks on Statistical tests. I sit back and enjoy my chapter.


    A small smile forms on my lips as I imagine the scene I‘m reading, I can feel my cheeks flushing scarlet


    at the crude words. Despite my love for them, I still get embarrassed reading this, I feel like a pervert. I


    jump at the sound of a panty—wetting, husky voice that has my thighs clenching together.


    Jayce.


    He‘s down the corridor talking to Damien.


    I put down my book and go into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. I fill the kettle and flick the


    switch, drumming my nails on the countertop whilst I wait for it to boil.


    Jayce‘s POV.


    I smell her the second I enter the building, I ignore her scent and head for Damien‘s office, but I catch


    him in the corridor. I clench my fists as I inhale her with every breath. She smells different today, more


    po tent, more tempting.


    “Morning, I greet Damien and manage to smile at him. He raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised as I


    rarely smile.


    ana


    ‘Good morning, I guess you‘vee to tell me about the rogue we captured, did he talk?‘ Damien asks


    and I can see the conflict in his eyes


    He doesn‘t agree with what I do, but he knows someone has to.


    “Eventually. He was sent to scout our borders, there is the possibility of an uprising, rogues are seeing


    your father‘s passing as an opportunity, I fill him in and his face turns grim.


    ‘I was worried that might happen.‘


    He leans back and runs his hands through his hair.


    ‘I need you to run data collection missions out to all of our non–residential buildings. Dad left a big.


    mess to clean up, and we can‘t have rogues finding out anything about us that they might use against


    us, he informs me and I nod solemnly.


    ‘Of course, I‘ll start nning now,‘ I reply.


    After confirming a few more points, I follow her scent around the corner and down the corridor.


    Her singing hits me first, and I recognize the song from hearing it on the radio. I breathe in her sweet


    scent, it‘s definitely getting stronger, the pull.


    I nce around the doorway to see her waiting for the kettle in the kitchen, I turn back to her desk and


    look at the spreadsheet she‘s working on. I understand some of the equations she‘s using, but not


    every thing, her intelligence is just another attractive trait of hers.


    My eyesnd on a book she has lying on the desk ‘Statistical tests‘ sounds boring...if that‘s what it is,


    but I can see that the cover is far too big for the book inside.


    I pick up the book and scan over the pages. My eyes widen in shock as I read the BDSM scene unfold


    ing along the pages.


    Thear the kettle click and I realize she‘lle back in here soon, so I ce the book where I found it


    and rush out down the corridor.


    I try to calm myself down at the thought of my mate reading that kind of book, she‘s not as innocent as


    she looks.


    Maybe she‘s not so unsuitable for me after all.