The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 206
Fiona
I’m sure it wasn’t a coincidence that I woke up feeling energized and motivated the morning after Alex and I enjoyed our steamy date upstairs. He had satisfied me very thoroughly and when we finally got to sleep, I slept like a log.
I was feeling good in my body, but when I glanced around my bedroom while getting myself and Lexi started on our morning routine, I discovered I was not feeling good about our home.
to do the daily chores myself, since I was home anyway. But it was looking a bit dusty. Suddenly I became obsessed with the idea of giving our living space a full refresh today.
.
ere just finishing up when I received a
’m going to take a break soon though.
to see it was almost two p.m. already.
not myself so far today, having been very distracted with my homemaking.
eted himself. I opted to wait until he had devoured half of a rather large steak sandwich and polished off two cups of coffee before I asked him how his work was go
allies out near the casino, with whom the King Pack could hide before their strike on the vampires.
area of expertise,” Alex said, shrugging. “But you are an exceptional communicator. Can you take the lead with the initial outreach?”
. Are we just feeling these people out, at this stage?”
l positively about their monarchs, especially in a time of war. For the first conversations with these pack leaders, we will need to be very careful.”
nning. Or what kind of help we’re looking for at all. Just starting a dialogue, and sniffing out where their loyalties may lie.”
owever you want to begin these communications, I will follow your lead.”
fed, changed, and down for her afternoon nap, Alex returned to working in his study. I found myself feeling inspired as I sat down at my sparklingly clean desk to
ast while I typed out my first drafts for the letters to the pack leaders in the valley. A growing ache in my spine broke my focus on my task, requiring me to pause a moment to stretch. Leaning back in my chair an
eavy with imminent rain, when I heard a sound from my computer. It was the new email notification sound.
l right on the bolded sender name and subject line of the new message.
gnation
ery quiet whisper-shout. I’d been training myself lately not to make noise that would wake the baby, and in this moment I was grateful for that practice.
he while. I was both eager to open and read the email, and also did not want to open or read it at all…
it in a new window.
Fiona,
rd of your resignation.
u are seeking work elsewhere, I would be happy to provide you with a reference.
suits your schedule, at any date that you find yourself ready.
of your many contributions
spectfully
ight
say aloud.
rad possibly have to say to me? What did he want to have a “conversation” about?
t I was trying very hard to just forget about.
away, anger took its place.
time I thought about my boss having had me cover for his time off while he did what he did.
he was secretly using my labor to allow him opportunity to kill my father and “destroy” his corpse… that just made me feel sick to my stomach.
een purposeful and sadistic.
erhaps C
way that Conrad had used me. That’s what I was truly angry about.
uncle, and I felt angry with myself, too, for having let him play me anyway. Something about Conrad’s crocodile smile and the way I’d watched him thrill at opportunities to m
ay.
to his true, nefarious intentions.
to Conrad. And over the past few weeks, I had convinced myself that I could get away with just ignoring him for the rest of our lives. It seemed like
not going to be as simple and easy as I had been hoping.