The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 69
Come in.
I mind-linked.
Not a second later, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. His gaze darted around my office to see if anyone was here, before landing on me. Tightening my grip on the phone, I force my eyes to look back at the paperwork spread across my desk.
“I’ll be seeing you.”
Pulling the phone from my ear, I place it on the table and stare at Weston expectantly. The look on his face was enough to let me know what this was about.
“Alpha, the pests are still sending requests for a meeting.”
My jaw ticked in annoyance.
I sigh, pushing myself back on my chair. The woman and her father had been sending me meeting requests for the past three weeks now. Their stubbornness and persistence is truly maddening. Rejection after rejection, the requests keep coming until a good pile was left on Weston’s desk. The woman is desperate enough to cling onto me after I so flatly rejected her advances. There could only be a handful of reasons why she’s trying so hard.
Power. Authority, Lust. Protection.
None of which, interest me.
“I’m getting tired of this.”

I grumbled under my breath. Pushing myself off my chair, I tugged on my suit cuffs before running my hand through my hair.
“We’re going to Nightwake territory.”
Weston nodded, already calling for our vehicles to be brought out for us through mind-link.
My wolf perked up, lifting its head from its paws and wagged its tail. His heavy pants came steadily, determination set in his red eyes. I scrunched my eyebrows together. What in f ucks name was he so excited for? I sincerely hope he didn’t think we were going there for a massacre or something. As much as the idea of putting the Beta in his place was enticing, I couldn’t just waltz in there and threaten the Alpha.
That would be so unethical.
But did I really care all that much about ethics?
Not really, I suppose.
“Understood, Alpha.”
Weston turned on his heel and pulled the door open. Striding out, the warriors posted outside simultaneously bowed their heads in submission. None raised their heads until we walked by and left them all behind.
Every step I got closer and closer outside, I felt this growing need gnawing from inside me. There was this weird sensation bursting from my chest. Excitement, anxiety, desperation… everything coming from my wolf. His internal struggle clouding my own judgement.
With a frustrated sigh, Weston slides open the SUV door. I get in, feeling the seat dip when I press my weight on it. I don’t say it out loud but I know for a fact that whatever direction this meeting will take, it’ll be for the worse.
“Do you think she’s doing it for the clout?”
I raise a brow at Weston, Already forty minutes in the car ride and all he’s been doing was trying to educate me about “the art of teenage slang”.
I breathe out through my nose and lean against my seat. My head falls to the headrest of the cu shion.
“If what you’re asking me is if I believe she’s doing this for the sake of ranking, then yes. Yes and no. The ranking is a bonus, she’s doing this for a completely different reason.”
My thoughts went back to Hestia. I felt myself get angry. Truthfully speaking, I’ve never been this angry by someone trying to lay claim on me before. Granted, no she-wolf was ever st upid enough to do it more than once, but the ones that wanted to form a relationship with me never brought out such intense dislike from my wolf.i
This situation felt entirely different
As if I had someone to save myself for.
St upid as it sounds.
“The exact reason, I’m not so sure of.”