The Lycan King’s Army
Chapter 160 A Damn Good Assignment
Maleah’s p.o.V.
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I kick off my shoes the moment the door to my hotel room falls into its lock. I drop my bag on the couch in the sitting area of my room and start taking my clothes off as I walk into the bedroom. Walking into the bathroom, I am reminded of why I hate showering in a hotel room. The space is too small for my Lycan, and Fortune hates being cooped up in here for too long, so I take a quick shower before heading out into the bedroom again.
I hear my phone buzzing but ignore it for the time being. I had sent Mack a message as I walked into my room, and I know he won’t respond to it immediately. He just wants to know that I am safe. We both have a bad feeling about my Mother and Alpha Bradley and the persistent way in which they try to get me to visit them. Dax told me just before he left that two Scouts were investigating Alpha Bradley, hoping to find out why they want me to move to his Pack.
Fortune and I have been thinking about it, and one of the reasons we came up with involves Alpha Bradley’s Son. His Son is known for being a sadistic ass–he loves hurting the females he sleeps with, and whenever one of them reports him to the Council, he tells them they came with him willingly. None of the charges ever stuck, and he has gotten away with far more than he should. I can’t wait for the day someone takes him down a peg.
The other reason we came up with is financial. Alpha Bradley isn’t known for his business acumen, and I think he is hoping to gain access to my fortune as my Alpha. Maybe it’s a combination of the two reasons, and I don’t like any of them. But I wonder how Alpha Bradley thinks he can get access to my money.
After I am finally dressed, I walk into the sitting area and pick up my phone to see who has been bombarding me with messages. Fortune growls the moment we see our Mother’s name on the screen. I unlock the phone to look at the messages she has sent, and I almost release a mighty roar as I read the first one: Bradley and I are arriving in Albarr in the morning. We will meet for lunch in our hotel suite. The second message is along the same lines, but the third makes me call Mack without thinking.
He picks up after the second ring. “What happened?” Mack asks, and I can’t help myself as I say, “I need a new designer.” Mack starts laughing as I hear someone in the background ask if I ever saw Mack draw–I know he can’t draw even if his life depended on it. It was one of the things I asked him during one of our conversations in the past few days.
“I got a few new messages from my Mother. They’re coming to Albarr, and she insists on meeting for lunch. The first two messages were definitely written by my Mother and weren’t really threatening, but the other two were probably written by Alpha Bradley. Both basically say: I come to their suite for lunch, or I will regret ignoring their request,” I say, and I hear a few growls in the background. Mack is quiet after what I said.
“Alpha Dax is in Albarr, and he will stay until they’ve left Albarr again. He will go to that lunch with you. If they try to refuse him, he’ll tell them they can only see you in his presence. He is your Alpha, and with the stunt they tried to pull, he has every right to doubt their intentions,” Mack says, and I smile as I tell him I look forward to seeing the look on my Mother’s face.
We talk about why I need a new designer, and I tell him I have a solution, though I don’t reveal exactly wat I have in mind for my latest boutique.
“Did one of the Scouts find anything?” I ask him, but as I suspected, neither has reported back yet. I tell him about the explanations Fortune and I came up with.
Alnha Dillon asks how I figured that out and I renly “As a businesswoman. I hear quite a hit about Wolves
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Chapter 160 A Damn Good Assignment
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After finishing my call with Mack, I order room service. I don’t feel like going down to the restaurant, and it will give me time to write out my plan for the boutique. This will be the first boutique where both males and females can find outfits for special events or everyday life. I grab my laptop to outline how this might work. I’ll need to discuss it with the designers to see if my idea can actually work and if I need to adjust the boutique layout or contract terms.
I have just finished dinner when my phone rings, and I sigh in relief when I see Pauline’s caller ID. “Hello, Pauline. What can I do for you?” I ask, and she asks if I’ve read the file on my new assignment. I confess I. didn’t take the time to read it yet. “You might want to read it as soon as you can. I know you’ll take this assignment without hesitating. You would even take it if you were asked to do it for free.” Pauline says.
If Pauline says I’d do an assignment for free, it has to be a damn good assignment. I tell her I will take a look at it immediately before I disconnect the call. I grab the file from my bag and sit down on the balcony as I open it. I read through the first few pages to get an idea what the assignment is about.
Fortune growls in my head the more we read, and I realize Pauline is right–I would have done this assignment for free. I almost let Fortune roar out loud when we read who our targets are.
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