Chapter 101
Meredith smirked. Her eyes getting a shade darker from her thoughts before flashing me a smile.
“Do leave me some part of the action. More preferably with Xeneron when you catch him.”
I return her grin. Her wolf waged its tail, waiting for the chance to seek her revenge.
“You’ll be the first to know.”
She gives me a wink as she turns to the door with Noah leading her out. She doesn’t look over her shoulder when she says,
“I’ll hold you to that.”
The moment she leaves, Noah closes the door behind her and sighs.
“Guess that means everyone’s on board on the Railene train.”
I screw my eyebrows together. I know better than to question him, so I just sigh with the shutting of
my eyes.
“I’m not even going to comment.”
I say, opening my eyes to look at him. He shrugs with a lopsided smile on his face. Jamming his hands in his pockets he leans against the door.
“You’d kill the joy if you did.”

Mailia came through the door and knocked him over.
“Oh Alpha.”
I lift my eyes from the paperwork to see Mailia waltzing in with a bouquet of flowers in her hand. She’s humming a soft tune with a dazzling smile on her face.
“There are some flowers for you!”
Immediately, my mood went sour. I return my attention to the paperwork I no longer had interest in reading and sighed. Tapping the ends of my pen on the table, I poke the inside of my cheek with my
tongue.
“You know I don’t like flowers. Throw them out.”
This was the eighteenth bouquet I received since the Gala. All of them came from different packs, some were sent as a congratulatory present and others were sent for more ulterior motives. Everyone knew to throw them out as part of protocol or keep them if they wished.
“But I think you’ll want to see this one. A similar one was sent yesterday but was thrown out.”
Mailia insists. I frown with flashes of Bentley reappearing in my mind.
“Mailia, take them away-”
“They’re wildflowers.”
I freeze, stopping the repetitive tapping of my pen on the table. Slowly, I look at her and she swallows before tilting her head down at the flowers. I see the hesitance in her face but she wills herself to keep going. She knows about my distaste for flowers so it must take a lot for her to be standing there insisting me to take it.
“There wasn’t a card with the sender’s name attached to it.”
She mumbled before taking a few steps toward me. Noah must’ve told her the story. She stopped
right in front of my desk before holding out her hands. Waiting for my response, she awkwardly
shuffled on her feet.
Finally, she gives in to my silence. Pulling her hands back she says softly,
“If you don’t want them, I’ll just throw them out-”
“Leave them here.”
Mailia’s eyebrows shot up.
“Pardon?”
Feigning my indifference, my eyes scan the bolded letters making up words on the paper. My brain can’t comprehend what the words on the paper meant. I couldn’t even register what I was reading. The only thing I can think of is those flowers and the sender.
“Leave them on the table,”
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