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Seraphina’s POV 1

Claire patiently explained the workflow to me, her elegant voice weaving through the complexities of managing an Alpha’s schedule with the skill of someone who’d been doing this for decades. I found myself frantically scribbling notes, trying to capture every nuance of her

instructions.

“The key,” she said, adjusting her reading glasses as she pointed to a color-coded calendar system, “is anticipating his needs before he even realizes he has them. Damien operates three moves ahead of everyone else, so you need to think like a chess master, not a checkers

player.”

I nodded enthusiastically, feeling like a student absorbing wisdom from a master. “So the red entries are pack business, blue for

corporate meetings, and green for…?”

“Personal time. Though between you and me, he rarely takes it.” Claire’s expression softened with motherly concern. “That boy works

himself to the bone.”

We had established a surprisingly good working rhythm over the past few hours. Claire’s decades of experience paired with my fresh perspective created an unexpected synergy. The afternoon sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows bathed everything in a golden glow, and for the first time since arriving at Nightshadow Industries, I felt like maybe-just maybe-I could actually succeed

here.

“I need to take a call in the conference room,” Claire announced, glancing at her phone. “You’ll be fine on your own for a few minutes,

won’t you?”

“Of course,” I replied, feeling confident enough to flash her a genuine smile. “I’ll just review these notes and start organizing tomorrow’s

schedule.”

The moment Claire’s heels clicked away down the marble hallway, the office fell into a peaceful silence. I spread my notes across the

pristine desk, marveling at how different this felt from my cramped workspace at my previous job. Here, I had room to think, to breathe,

to actually-

*RING!*

The sharp sound of the phone cut through the tranquility like a knife through silk. My heart jumped into my throat as I stared at the

sleek black device, its red light blinking insistently.

I took a deep breath, smoothed my skirt, and lifted the receiver with what I hoped was confident grace.

Good afternoon, how may

eternity. Then, like thunder rolling across

“Ha! It’s you again!”

unexpected shiver down my spine. Why did

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my voice came out higher than intended. I cleared my throat and tried again. “I’m your new assistant, remember? Do you

have something for you.” His voice dropped to that dangerously

cup in the process.

cat playing with a particularly entertaining mouse. “When I arrive tomorrow, I want to host a dinner for all company management

member.”

froze in

sorry, could you

spouses if they have them, somewhere elegant but not ostentatious. Wine pairings, dietary accommodations, the works.” He paused, and I

be arranged perfectly by the time I get there.

the Moon Goddess, don’t

open. I stared at the phone as if it had suddenly

part of my job description! And today is almost

figuring out

his request hit me like

unreasonable!”

line had gone dead. Then, in a voice that could have frozen

spoke:

requests, Miss Knight.” Each word

and trust our pack to meet them. If you feel you can’t handle the job, you’re welcome

desk is still

line went dead with a decisive click that felt

stared at the phone in my hand as if it

pressed to my ear, listening to the

terrifying boss was already making my life

completely impossible task.

my

marble announced Claire’s return. She

immediately understood

said mildly, setting down her phone with the calm of

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slightly wild eyes. “He’s absolutely, completely, utterly insufferable! He

it’s as simple as

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