Alpha Hunter

Chapter 10

Reyna Cruz:

3 Years Later:

“Ena!” Polline hollered from downstairs for the second time as I gave myself one last once–over in the mirror.

“It will go well,” I reassured myself while running my fingers through my short, blond hair. “Coming!” I replied to Polline, sharing a smile with my maids as the past few years, I’d achieved quite a lot - a beautiful home, household service, and a car, something I could hardly have imagined during my days of homelessness. I owe it all to Polline, who had

“Oh my! You look fantastic,” Polline exclaimed as she appraised the black coat and pants I’d chosen for my first day at the office.

“Thank you, but I’m quite nervous about working in an office now,” I admitted as I settled on the couch beside her. I had been working comfortably from home, delivering my top– notch service online.

“They h

have a building here now. The Rogue King wanted to bring in the best for the office and put you in charge of the copywriting team,” Polline said with prid

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“Where’s Turner?” I inquired, scanning the room.

“Oh my!” I heard a small voice from the side and turned to see him. “Mommy, you look stunning in your office

attire.”

I playfully frowned at him for using such words. He rushed over and enveloped me in a warm, reassuring hug.

“You look so beautiful, Mommy,” my three–year–old son, my biggest cheerleader, declared. Despite his young age, he had an old soul.

“Thank you. Now, remember, don’t pester Polline too much, okay?” I cautioned him with a comforting smile, and he nodded in agreement,

“He never pesters me,” Polline chirged in, eager to take him away from me. I chuckled at the two of them and rose to depart.

“Wish me luck, guys,” I hesitantly smiled before leaving the house to hop in the car. I’d already signed a contract last month, committing to work with this company for the next few years. The deal was excellent; if I performed well, I’d earn membership in any pack worldwide. I had a few good ones in m with Polline and my son, offering Turner a better life by becoming part of a sophisticated pack.

The building was situated in a somewhat desolate area, but that was typical of the Rogue Lands. Thanks to the Rogue King, things were improving. He was providing us with a fresh start.

“This way, ma’am,” the guard led me inside, and I was taken aback by the grandeur of the building. It was enormous and exquisitely designed.

I could hardly believe I was about to become the manager of the

copywriting team. “The Rogue King isn’there, but the other CEO is. He’s waiting to meet you,” the woman at the reception desk said, quickly rising to gre years of working from home.

“Thank you,” I replied with a slight bow to put her at ease. “I’ve heard a lot about you. Your mind must be a well- oiled machine,” she said, rubbing her ha Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Thank you very much. I just do my best,” I chuckled and embraced myself, feeling quite good. Maybe working in an office wasn’t as bad as I’d thought.

She led me to the elevator and then to the top floor, where I’d meet the CEO. I knew the Rogue King was working on a partnership, but I wasn’t aware h

the company.

I stood in front of the CEO’s imposing office door, took a deep breath, and pushed it open, stepping inside. Ther expansive window and the view outside CEO’s assistant waiting for me.

“Ena C!” I extended my hand for a friendly handshake, and it took him a moment to accept it.

“I’m terribly sorry; I feel like an idiot for staring so intensely. I thought you’d be older… my apologies,” he stammered, shaking his head and trying not to f

“That’s confidence, but I was back in the game now. I had been taking care of myself, giving myself time, and looking my best.

y kind of you,” I was touched by the response. Somewhere along the way I’d lost i

“He’ll be here shortly- I’m his assistant, Jeffrey!” he introduced himself, extending his hand for another

handshake and then laughing at his own clumsiness.

“I’m so nervous. You look absolutely stunning,” he nervously scratched the back of his neck and took a step back.

‘Are we really that good– looking?‘ Nera playfully teased. I mean, I’d never really taken such care of my appearance before. I groomed myself the way I wanted, not based on how

Maybe that was the difference now.

“Oh, the boss is here,” Jeffrey’s announcement snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned around to greet the boss when my world froze at the sight before my eye

“Alpha King Hunter! This is the amazing Ena CI” Jeffrey rushed to Hunter’s side, Hunter had stopped in his tracks when our eyes locked. He was dresse

“Ena C?” he furrowed his brow, his jaw tensing.

“The Rogue King managed to bring her on board, Jeffrey stated, clearly highlighting my high demand.

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hunter. I’m eager to contribute to this company,” instead of showing any shock, amazement, or hurt, I acted as if it were our first encounter:

That caught him off guard. “Hello,” he said through clenched teeth, his gaze shooting sharp glares at me.

“Please, have a seat, ma’am. Alpha King Hunter has prepared some project suggestions to discuss with Hunter was too flustered to speak, Jeffrey hand

you, as.

I offered Jeffrey a warm smile and took my seat, leaning back comfortably and tapping my foot on the floor while Hunter settled into his seat. His eyes never left my face, scrutini

“So, the project is centered around introducing a new way of life. We need you to craft a compelling proposal targeting rogue parents, making it impossib touching papers, his temples, his watch, even his cufflinks. He seemed greatly agitated, but I sat there in complete comfort, not giving

any indication of our past association.

“Hmm, I understand the concept. I’ll get to work on it,” I nodded, sitting up straight and reaching for the files.

“The Rogue King has commissioned a top decorator to work on your office. In the meantime, you’re requested to use the Alpha King’s office to ensure th

I didn’t even raise my head as I responded.

“I’ll fetch like, ma’am?” Jeffrey asked.

you some coffee. What would you

“Coffee will be fine,” [replied, still engrossed in the files. As Jeffrey began to walk away, my heart began to race. It’s not that facing Hunter didn’t affect me hidden.

As soon as Jeffrey left the room, Hunter grumbled, and my heart skipped a beat.

“Stop pretending like you didn’t recognize me,” his harsh tone and dramatic grumbling sent shivers down my spine.

I slowly raised my head, meeting his gaze squarely, and mumbled, “I know. You’re my ex–husband.”