Alpha's Claimed Mate

Chapter 30

RYKER

Alpha fucking idiot leads me to his office.

He thinks he can hide his nervousness by keeping his posture straight. I can see how hard he is trying to not cower and find a corner to hide.

He must have forgotten that all Alphas can smell strong emotions.

When I enter his office, I leisurely take a look around. The bland brown furnished office matches his idiotic and cowardly personality. My eyes trail off to the mahogany table placed in one side of the office, the leather chair behind it and the pictures hanged over the wall.

He coughs to grab my attention. I train my eyes on him.

“ Take a seat, Alpha. ” He points towards the visiting chairs placed on the other side of the table.

Instead of sitting down, I walk towards the window on the left side of his office. I take a look at the driveway which is visible from here.

The guests are leaving. All this power pulsating through his place was giving me a fucking headache anyway.

“ Talk. ” I let out, still staring down the window.

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