Raquelle’s orgasm tore through her, her inner walls clamping down hard around Jake’s cock.
He groaned, thrusting deep one final time before emptying himself inside her, hot spurts filling her as they both collapsed into the sheets.
— Morning light filtered through the curtains when Raquelle stirred.
She tried to shift away, but Jake’s cock was still buried deep inside her, half-hard and keeping her pinned.
She tapped his chest lightly.
His eyes opened, and his hands immediately grabbed her ass, squeezing the soft flesh.
“Good morning, baby,” he murmured, voice thick with sleep, already imagining every morning starting exactly like this.
Raquelle scoffed and slapped his shoulder.
“Who the hell is ‘baby’?” she rolled her eyes.
He chuckled and leaned up to kiss the tip of her nose.
“You’re my baby.” “Whoa—stop right there,” she warned, but the moment she caught the intense look in his eyes she tried to pull away.
His grip tightened around her waist, holding her in place.
His cock twitched, thickening rapidly inside her.
“Raquelle, I’m hard,” he said, licking his lips while one hand slid up to cup and knead her breast.
“That’s your problem,” she muttered, attempting to rise again.
Both of his hands locked around her waist and yanked her down deeply onto his now fully erect cock.
A loud moan escaped her.
“Damn it, Jake, I’m still sore and we have a pack to run.
Everyone’s going to know what we did this morning,” she hissed, even as her hips began a slow, reluctant bounce.
“They already know you fuck your beta and gamma.
Nothing new,” he replied with a lazy grin.
“I could push you off right now, you know that?” she threatened.
He laughed softly.
“You never miss a chance to remind me how strong you are.” “Yeah, because I’m your alpha,” she smirked.
“Mommy,” he breathed against her skin before latching onto one nipple and sucking hard.
Raquelle moaned, fingers threading through his hair to press him closer.
“Baby, suck my tits,” she ordered.
Jake obeyed instantly, sucking hungrily while his hands gripped her tighter, pulling her flush against him as though he wanted to merge their bodies.
Then he lifted her ass, pulled out, and slammed back in, fucking her with wild, relentless thrusts.
Her screams filled the room.
He laughed, dragged her face down, and kissed her deeply, swallowing every sound.
— Later, Raquelle emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body.
She stopped short when she saw Jake still in the room.
“What are you still doing here?” she asked, surprised.
“I brought my things over yesterday so I could head straight to work this morning.
Just waiting for you to finish,” he said, already stripping the cum-and-sweat-soaked duvet from the bed.
“I’ll handle this,” he added, balling it up and walking out.
She nodded, then turned to her dresser to start preparing for the day ahead.
—— Raquelle sat at the head of the long table, one hand resting against her temple as she stared at the documents spread before her.
Dominic sat to her right.
Jake sat opposite them, leaning back in his chair with his arms folded across his chest.
For several seconds, none of them spoke.
The atmosphere was different from their usual meetings.
No jokes.
No teasing.
No casual arguments.
Just three people trying to make sense of something none of them understood.
Raquelle finally broke the silence.
“So.” She picked up one of the forged documents.
“We have two problems.” Jake nodded.
“Evergreen and the company.” “Exactly.” She placed the document back on the table.
“And we don’t know if they’re connected.” Dominic shook his head.
“Not yet.” Raquelle leaned back.
“Then let’s start with what we actually know.” Dominic nodded and pulled a folder toward himself.
“The first thing we know is that someone has been using Blackwood Enterprises’ name without authorization.
The documents look real at first glance, but our people in the city confirmed that the signatures and transaction approvals were forged.” “How many?” “Four confirmed documents so far.” Raquelle’s eyes narrowed.
“Four?” “Four.” “And the financial damage?” “Nothing major yet.” Jake leaned forward.
“Which is what bothers me.” Raquelle looked at him.
“Why?” “If they wanted money, they would’ve taken it.” Dominic nodded slowly.
“That’s what I think too.” Raquelle tapped her finger against the table.
“So they’re not stealing.” “They’re damaging our credibility,” Jake said.
“Exactly.” Raquelle’s gaze dropped to the folder.
“Someone wants people in the human world to start questioning Blackwood Enterprises.” “And if enough people start questioning the company…” Dominic began.
“They start digging,” Raquelle finished.
Silence settled over the room again.
They all understood what that meant.
The humans could investigate a business.
They could look into its finances, its directors, and its ownership.
And the deeper they dug, the greater the chance that something they weren’t supposed to see would eventually surface.
Raquelle’s jaw tightened.
“We can’t allow that.” “We won’t,” Dominic assured her.
Jake uncrossed his arms.
“But there’s something else.” Raquelle looked at him.
“What?” “The letter.” Her expression immediately hardened.
Jake reached for the folder beside him and pulled out a copy of George’s message.
He placed it on the table.
Raquelle stared at the paper.
“I know.” “And now this happens.” Dominic looked between them.
“The timing is suspicious.” “Suspicion isn’t proof,” Raquelle said.
She leaned back in her chair.
“Do either of you have evidence that George West is behind the forged documents?” “No.” “Evidence that someone from Evergreen has been inside the city?” “Not yet.” “Evidence that anyone from Evergreen has contacted our people?” “Nothing.” Raquelle nodded.
“Then we don’t accuse them.” Jake frowned.
“You don’t think we should investigate them?” “I said we don’t accuse them.” She leaned forward.
“We investigate.” That seemed to satisfy him.
Dominic opened another folder.
“There’s another problem.” Raquelle sighed.
“What now?” “The company employees who discovered the mistakes don’t know anything about the pack.” “Of course they don’t.” “They think this is just a normal company issue.” “Good.” Raquelle’s voice became firm.
“Keep it that way.” Dominic nodded.
“We’ve already told them to treat everything as a normal corporate investigation.” “Perfect.” Jake looked at the documents again.
“There’s something I want to know.
How did whoever did this get access to enough information to make the documents look real?” That question stopped her.
Raquelle slowly looked at Dominic.
He understood immediately.
“That’s what we’re investigating,” Dominic said.
“Start with the people who have access to sensitive company information,” Raquelle said.
“Directors, senior employees, anyone handling financial records.
But don’t accuse anyone.” “Understood.” “And don’t scare them.” “Understood.” Jake drummed his fingers against the table.
“What about the pack?” Raquelle looked at him.
“What about it?”.
“If someone is trying to distract us with the company, maybe we should assume they’re watching the pack too.” Dominic nodded.
“That’s possible.” Raquelle’s expression hardened.
“We already increased patrols.” “Should we increase them again?” “No.” Jake looked surprised.
“No?” “No.” She stood from her chair and walked toward the window.
“We don’t know if there’s another attack coming.
I won’t have two thousand wolves running around in panic because we’re reacting to something we haven’t confirmed.” She turned toward them.
“But I want every patrol team alert.” Dominic nodded.
“And Evergreen?” “Watch them.” Jake raised an eyebrow.
“That’s it?” “That’s it.” She walked back toward the table.
“We don’t approach them.
We don’t send threats.
We don’t make accusations.” Raquelle picked up George’s letter.
“We watch.
And if George West makes another move, we’ll know.” Dominic studied her carefully.
“You really aren’t worried about him.” Raquelle gave him a small smile.
“Dominic, I’m not afraid of a man who sends threats through paper.” Jake chuckled.
“That’s exactly what you said yesterday.” “And I’m still right.” Dominic shook his head.
“You really are impossible.” For the first time since they entered the room, the tension eased slightly.
Jake leaned back.
“So what now?”.
Raquelle looked at the documents.
“Now?” She gathered them into a neat pile.
“Now we wait.” Jake groaned.
“I hate waiting.” “I know.” “You could at least give me something exciting to do.” “I just gave you an assignment.” “Investigating paperwork isn’t exciting.” “Then pretend the paperwork is trying to kill you.” Jake stared at her.
Dominic burst out laughing.
Raquelle finally smiled.
“Get out.” Jake stood, shaking his head.
“Bossy.” “You’re dismissed.” Dominic rose as well, collecting the folders.
“We’ll get the investigation started.” Raquelle nodded.
“And Dominic?” He stopped.
“Yes, Alpha?” “Keep this between the three of us and the people directly involved.
I don’t want the pack panicking over something we don’t understand yet.” “Of course.” He nodded before following Jake toward the door.
They walked out together, closing the door gently behind them.
Raquelle remained behind.
For a moment, she stared at the documents sitting on the table.
Four forged documents.
One threatening letter.
Two things that could be completely unrelated.
Or they could be pieces of the same puzzle.
She hated not knowing.
Her phone suddenly began ringing.
Raquelle glanced at the screen.
Mom.
She frowned slightly before answering.
“Hello?” “Raquelle?” Her mother’s familiar voice came through the phone.
“Yes, Mom.” “Where are you?” Raquelle glanced around the empty conference room.
“At the headquarters.” “Again?” Her mother’s voice softened.
“I know you always have meetings.
But you’re coming home for dinner tonight.” Raquelle blinked.
“Tonight?” “Yes.
Your father and I are waiting for you.” Raquelle sighed.
“Mom, I have a lot to do.” “You can do it tomorrow.” “Mom—” “No arguments.” Raquelle closed her eyes.
Her mother laughed softly.
“Come home, sweetheart.
It’s been a while since we’ve had dinner together.” Raquelle was quiet for a moment.
Then she smiled.
“Fine.” “Good.
I’ll see you soon.” “Okay, Mom.” The call ended.
Raquelle lowered the phone slowly.
She looked once more at the documents on the table.
Whatever was happening could wait until tomorrow.
For tonight, she was going home.
She picked up her jacket and walked toward the door.
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