Page 37 of My Grumpy Alpha

I need her to leave.

I thought I smelled something but thought I was imagining things, fucking Gabe! He did this on purpose, that asshole’s going to get the shit beat out of him if I ever make it out of this bathroom naked and alive.

Right now I don’t know what to do, mentally I’m convincing myself to just yell, physically I have so many other ideas that sound better, sound way better. My incisors start to extract when her eyes roam my body. When her breaths come out in tiny pants, when her nipples harden.

I’m gone.

I’m so gone my right hand grips the side of the wall harder, it crumbles beneath my fingertips into dust, but she doesn’t leave, maybe she’s paralyzed in fear.

Her breathing is increasing though, and she is recovering from my blood, from passing out in my arms, from seeing what she should never see.

I’ve never had this happen.

I don’t know what move to make and I have no magic to make it happen; I have nothing I can wave in front of her face to make her forget.

That’s all Gabe, or at least if he feeds.

Poor Jenny, but honesty she was already getting fired, so I’m sure she’ll be happy as a clam when she wakes up in the hospital with her severance pay and wonderful Starbucks lunch including a sandwich and coffee, plus she always hated it here.

Shifters are so weird.

“You’re not moving,” I say, as calm as my body will allow me, despite the fact that my voice is shaking just like the rest of my body.

She tilts her head to the side.

“You’re scared of me.”

“The fuck!” I yell.

“Why the hell would I be scared of you?”

“You’re shaking, but it’s not with rage. You’re trembling because you don’t know what to do. I’ve always been more insightful than others, it’s why I didn’t quit on the first day, because I know that you’re loyal, and good to your word, I know you’re a good boss and despite your all-around crankiness, laziness, rudeness—”

I hold up my free hand, the one not tearing apart my own bathroom wall.

“I get the point, okay?”

She smiles and gives me this awkward salute.

“Well, I guess I’ll just take all this into consideration when I see you, no…” She holds out both hands.

“…not like all of you, but like in normal clothes, and things, tomorrow, at um, work, because I think I should be at those meetings with you, just in case and, um… maybe clothes next time? Wait, did I say clothes twice?”

“You did.” God, I want her so badly.

“Yup, well.” She looks down and then to the exit.

“Um, good for you!”

“For?” I almost laugh, who is this tiny person? And why does she keep looking at my dick like it’s a lollipop?

“Hmm? Oh…” She snaps her fingers.

“…sorry was just… I’m glad you’re not wasting electricity, the environment is important and, I just, you know, good that you are… strong.” She nods weirdly again, then shouts in my face, “Like a golden ox!”

“I think…” I start laughing.

“You need to stop talking right now.”