<b>Chapter </b><b>87 </b>
Reba’s POV
I recognized him immediately as Dominic’s Beta–his second–inmand both in thepany and in the pack hierarchy. He extended his hand, and I shook it, noting his firm but not intimidating grip.
“It’s nice to meet you,” I said. “Thank you for taking the time to train me today.”
His expression remained neutral, but something in his eyes suggested he was assessing me. “It’s my pleasure. Mr. Sterling speaks highly of your capabilities.”
The elevator arrived, and Marcus used a special key card to ess the executive floor. As we rode up in silence, I wondered what he really thought about me–the human woman who had somehow captured his Alpha’s attention.
“The executive floor houses Mr. Sterling’s office, the board room, and several support staff offices, including yours,” Marcus exined as we exited. “Your position will ce you in direct contact with Mr. Sterling throughout the day, filtering hismunications and managing his schedule.”
He led me to a sleek desk positioned just outside what I presumed was Dominic’s office. The workspace was impably organized, with a state–of–the–artputer, a tablet, and a phone system.
“This will be your workstation,” Marcus said. “I’ll be training you on our proprietary software systems andmunication protocols today.”
For the next several hours, Marcus patiently walked me through an overwhelming array of systems–scheduling software, document management,munication tforms, and security protocols. My fingers cramped from typing as I attempted to take notes and practice simultaneously.
“Don’t worry about memorizing everything today,” Marcus said, noticing my furrowed brow as I struggled with a particrlyplex sequence. “These systems take time to master.”
“Thank you for your patience,” I said, flexing my aching fingers. “I want to learn quickly.”
A hint of a smile touched his lips. “Mr. Sterling mentioned you were determined.” He checked his watch. It’s nearly noon. Why don’t you take a lunch break? The executive dining room is on the forty–eighth floor, or you can use the general cafeteria on twenty.”
I hesitated, wondering if Dominic would be free for lunch. “Is Mr. Sterling in his office now?”
“He’s been in meetings all morning, but his calendar shows a brief opening at noon. Marcus’s tone remained professional, giving nothing away about what he might know of our rtionship.
“Thank you. I think I’ll see if he has time for a quick lunch.”
Marcus nodded. “I’ll return at one to continue your training.”
Once he left, I took a deep breath and smoothed my hair. The systems training had been exhausting, but I was determined to master everything. This job was my opportunity to be part of Dominic’s world on my own terms.
I decided to surprise Dominic by bringing him lunch. ording to the schedule Marcus had shown me, he’d been in back–to–back meetings all morning and probably hadn’t eaten. I quickly used the office directory to locate the executive dining room and ced an order to be delivered to his office.
Then I took the elevator to the top floor where Dominic’s private office was located. As the doors opened, my heart sank. Elizabeth Collins was walking purposefully toward Dominic’s office, her stiletto heels clicking on the marble floor. She looked stunning in a perfectly tailored cream–colored suit that entuated her slender figure, her golden hair cascading down her back in elegant waves.
I stepped out of the elevator, suddenly feeling underdressed and out of ce. Two female employees passed by, their voices low but not quite low enough.
“They look perfect together, don’t they?” one whispered. “Both from pure Alpha bloodlines.”
“The Council still hopes they’ll mate, despite his… distractions,” the other replied with a meaningful nce in my
direction.
Heat rose to my face as I quickly retreated, pressing the elevator button repeatedly as if that would make it arrive faster. Thest thing I wanted was to create an awkward scene by interrupting whatever meeting Dominic had with
Elizabeth.
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