Destined To Be Yours, chapter three

-It’s impossible,” several exclaimed at once, receiving a raised eyebrow from the alpha in response to the new proposal he had made.

Falcon was someone who was quick on his feet and had priorities on his feet. Right now, his mate was not one of them. But work and the meeting in front of him.

So he had pulled himself together after the shock of meeting this strange woman and was moving on. Still he couldn’t help but glance at her slyly. -In that case I will just have to look for more competent people to develop the project,” he said seriously. -Please, president, calm down,” one of the executives from the production area spoke in alarm.

Almost everyone was entering a state of nervous breakdown. If they only knew that he was the one who really had reason to have a crisis, but…. -I am calm. The man swallowed hard before answering again. -What we meant is that it is impossible to do all the work of three months in only 15 days, there are many steps and concepts to fix and…”. -Then I will look for qualified personnel- he answered again -You know how many people would be willing to take your place in exchange for more work- the beta to whom those words were directed clenched his fists under the table.

He hated dealing with alphas, they were as arrogant as the sky itself- I said it and I repeat it, this concept you have proposed will not stand out in the market, many brands have opted for this trend I propose and the competition will be very tight this year and you cannot afford to lose sales-. Although the man spoke like the almighty, he was right in what he said. They were broke, the previous boss had been spending money on women and they were short of budgets.

There was no room for failure -I think we can do it,”

Silver gave his opinion after hearing his new boss’s approach and seeing the tormented expressions of his colleagues. -That’s crazy,” the editorial manager with whom she normally had serious problems and who sat across from her protested, “Are you trying to show off because we have new management and you want favors? – The young woman’s face did not flinch and the others present only remained silent.

It was well known of the quarrels of both of them and of the not very soft words on the part of the female. -Watch your words Mr. Seft, we are in the same rank and I demand the same respect with which I address you,” he said in a neutral tone.

The man could only swallow his tongue, again. Some even gave it as a lost cause, that guy did not learn, many had insinuated that he liked the girl. She sighed and continued. -“During the meeting I discussed the president’s new concept and even though there are significant changes we can work on the basis of what is done,” she said.

Falcon straightened up in his seat. The woman had realized his point. Too fast for her liking.

She was good. She explained to them the procedure by which they could work and expedite the project by staying within virtually the exact days required. -Most of it falls on my department,” she concluded, “Don’t complain so much. -How many designers are there?

Falcon hadn’t had time to check out all the workers. -Besides me, six. -And with that small a number do you think you can do the whole turnaround,” he questioned.

In his father’s company, the design team had to have a minimum of 15 people. -Don’t underestimate us, president. The previous owner was just as unpredictable and we got used to big changes in the last few hours. It just boils down to two words.

Overtime, which, of course, you’re going to pay for at the end of the month. -Really?” he questioned. -Falcon was annoyed that the man was butting into the conversation between him and his supposedly destined partner, who had yet to respond to him.

He did not smell his alpha’s scent, his face and his body seemed calm, but he could not feel his alpha’s scent, his face and his body seemed calm. He was not feeling the scent of his alpha, his face and his body seemed calm, without any hint of reaction, although maybe it was not a good idea to have an omega in heat right there. He preferred to have her all to himself in the privacy of both his office and his bedroom.

Perhaps three more hours elapsed when the director came out of the meeting and dropped the papers with a thud on the table in the design department. -Guys- her colleagues stopped what they were doing to attend to her- Big changes, fifteen days deadline and an imperfect boss, let’s get to work-. Silver kept the last document in front of the computer to continue organizing the folder and the materials she was going to change. He checked the time and it was already past 9 pm.

She was hungry, had a headache and was tired. Something very customary to her routine. She stretched out her arms when an email arrived in the laptop’s mailbox.

He opened it and to his surprise it was his beloved and adored new boss. The one who had caught him staring at her more than once and in a way that was a little…. He didn’t want to get the wrong idea but…. -And now what does this one want, it wasn’t enough for him to screw us with all the work today- she let out a sigh trying not to get upset.

He got up and headed for his office. Apparently they were the only ones in the whole building because not a soul could be heard and the other departments were dark. He stopped in front of the elevator without touching the button.

That didn’t smell right to her, and if he wanted to…He might be a well-dressed, relatively young man, that didn’t take away from the fact that he was a pervert. She didn’t know him well enough for her to think otherwise. Just in case she checked in her pocket and found his house key and grabbed it.

She had learned on a tv show that keys could be lethal weapons used the right way. And since it was a building, at night and they were alone, he kind of intended to get to his house… complete. He knocked on the office door as he arrived and waited for an answer.

He entered cautiously when it came only to freeze. The pheromone laden atmosphere hit her making her recoil and stick to the snowy glass behind her like a prop. What the hell, for a beta like her to feel that, it only meant one thing, someone was in heat or was entering that phase.

She shifted her eyes from side to side and reached behind her back for the door handle but found herself so dizzy she couldn’t coordinate her fingers well. But there was something that made her stop breathing, when from the shadows of the darkened office someone began to approach her. It could only be one person.

His eyes were greener than she remembered, his blond hair was a bit long and tousled, his neat jacket was off and the first two buttons of his white shirt were open. And worst of all, he was looking at her as if she were delicious prey. Silver squeezed the key in her palm until it bled, to try to calm the fear she felt.

Her omega friend had told her that having an alpha in front of her made her melt. She’d give him a good one when she saw her. Yes, she was melting, but not from desire.

She didn’t feel the same way about omegas. Hell That alpha seemed to want to mate and was releasing his pheromones left and right, looking to stimulate his prey, in this case her, although he hadn’t cited one small detail. She was not aroused by his pheromones even if she could sense them.

A rare trait she had despite being declared a beta. On the contrary, she touched her chest as it began to ache with shortness of breath and blood pumping burning inside her. Her vision suddenly went black and her somewhat disturbed consciousness faded against her will.

Yes, there was a problem. Something wasn’t right and her body had shut down. Perhaps her boss wanted her to go into heat with all those pheromones.

That was impossible, she couldn’t go into heat. God, she was a f g beta. What part of that didn’t he understand?