Secret Identity

chapter five

        "I guess you're more of a spicy cinnamon roll," I giggled. "If those are a thing... Are those a thing? They probably are with how unusual people are today..."

Oh no, I'm starting to ramble again.

"Well, I guess that's a little bit better than just a plain cinnamon roll," Victor grumbled, rolling over to where I was laying on top of him and his arms were loosely wrapped around my waist resting on the small of my back.

The movement caused my shirt to rise quite a bit. Victor immediately pulled it back down.

"Thanks," I smiled.

A knock resonated throughout the office before he could respond.

"Alpha?" a female voice echoed.

"What is it?" Victor groaned, hiding his face in my shoulder.

I chuckled, he sure doesn't seem to like people knocking on his office door.

"I saw your brother walk inside and come up here a couple of hours ago with some girl and noticed that he left without her," the female said, walking in the room. "I just wanted to know who the girl was, and what happened to her, Alpha."

Is she worried about me? How sweet.

She's wearing a low cut tank top that ends just below her chest and shows most of her cleavage (I guess it could pretty much be considered a revealing bra) and 'booty shorts'.

I wonder why she's wearing clothing like that... is she in Heat? Or did she forget to put some actual clothing on? She looks confident and comfortable in them, though. It's rude of me to jump to those kinds of conclusions. Maybe she just wears them because they make her feel confident with herself... while flashing young pups in the process by accident.

Who knows? Not me.

"First of all, who said you could come inside my office?" Victor growled. "And second of all, that is none of your business, is it?"

"I... I was just curious, A-Alpha..." she stuttered, before finally noticing me and glaring at me with freezing blue eyes. "Who is she?"

"She is the one my brother brought in, and she just so happens to be my mate. Which makes her your new Alpha Female," He grunted, closing his eyes. "And go put some actual clothes on instead of the underwear you are wearing now, the young pups don't need to see all of your body parts. Neither does anyone else for that matter."

Me, the Alpha Female? I never thought I would ever be called by that title.

"Yes, Alpha," She whimpered.

"Leave!" Victor barked. "Now!"

"Yes, Alpha," She whispered again, leaving the room.

"Hmm, I guess you're only part cinnamon roll..." I mumbled quietly, staring at the door.

        "I still can't figure out how you are the most feared Alpha in the world..." I sighed, resting my hand on his chest while my head was on his shoulder and his arm was around my waist. "I mean, you can certainly look the part, but as far as I can tell, you don't exactly act the part."

Victor placed his free hand on top of mine gently.

"My pack respects me instead of fearing me and that makes my pack strong and united. They're loyal to me. They follow my every command through their trust and faith that I will lead them in the right direction," Victor explained. "Our training is rigorous and harsh, but it makes them mentally stronger as well as physically stronger; everyone is different here, they're all unique and have their style of fighting, and that makes us unpredictable while in battle. I've earned the title as the most feared Alpha by the way I normally act towards non-pack members that come without permission. You are undeniably an exception of this, seeing as you are mine and mine alone."