Authoress Mimiperry

This is a story about the complicated love life of a powerful alpha who was bonded to two mates. One was meant to be his official; the other was meant to be a subordinate.
Alpha Sean, being the man of his own principles, refused to have two mates; he insisted on having one of which didn't go well with the other mate. She vows to haunt his life until he claims her.
The story consists of love battles, a power-hungry war against the werewolf packs, and a bloody, dark life
"You know what I want, Sean!" "Why are you punishing me?" She cried out in anger.
I pitched the bridge of his nose out of frustration.
"I can't mate you!" I roar out.
"That's bullshit!" M.K. shouted before standing up from her seat.
She walked closer to me as the clacking sound of her heels entertained the tense atmosphere.
"Honey! We can make this work; just give it a chance." Her voice was soft and luring as she traced my jawline with her thumb.
I groan in irritation and grip her wrist, saying, "Enough, Miss M.K., please leave my office." I ordered quickly.
M.K. flinched in rage and said, "How dare you order me out of your office?" She questioned me in anger.
"Fine! " "I will forgive you for today, but keep in mind I'm giving you just two weeks to come and claim me!" She affirmed and stormed out of the office.
I breathed in relief. I picked up a cup of coffee and gulped it.
"I need to take care of her as soon as possible; she is becoming a pest." I murmured as my body was heated by her touch!

A plate of fried rice and beef, along with a cup of water, was pushed into the room for me before it shut.
I ran to pick it up and then sat down on the floor to eat. I don't care where the food came from or whether it is poisonous or not.
Besides, I was extremely hungry. i devoured the food like a lion before gulping the water down my throat.
However, the door opened in no time, and two women entered, carrying a grave face and a nylon bag in their hands.
Without any warning, one of them grabbed me from the floor and dragged me towards the bathroom.
"Who are you?" "Let me go!" I yelled at them, but my screams fell on deaf ears, and their grip tightened.
They rough-handled me in the bathroom, pulling my clothes fiercely before bathing me. I tried to protest, but I only got a series of slaps, making me go numb and tired.
After the bathing section, they sat me down on the dressing table. They began to style my hair into a bun. Behind my head before, I was forced to wear a black bra, black pants, and a net gown, leaving my body half exposed.
I gripped my chest, trying to cover my breasts that were exposed to the naked eyes.
Before I could think of anything else, a blindfold was tied around my eyes again and my hands were chained with handcuffs, and I felt my body rise from the stool by the hands of the women, then I felt my bare feet cleaning the floor as I was dragged away. "Where are they taking me to?!"