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The yoga had actually managed to dosomething. The dragons were calmer, and more were joining the activities without threatening to quit. Greyson thought it might have something to do with the fact that his father ... the alpha and CEO ... was less aggressive with the threats.
The yoga had helped his dad, apparently.
No one was more shocked than Greyson was when his father showed up at his cabana door just as Grey was stepping out.
“I’ll walk with you, so you’re not late to meet with Kaia. She’s a wonderful woman, Grey. Really. Beautiful and smart. What does she do for a living?”
“High school guidance counselor.”
“Good for her. That can’t be an easy job.”
They walked along the path in silence before Dad sighed. “When Jorge left yesterday, I went after him. I tried to get him back into the studio, but he wouldn’t listen. He doesn’t want to be here.Here. Of all places.”
Grey had already told his father that Jorge felt that way, but of course, he was still shocked by it. There was no reason to repeat himself. At least Dad had tried to get Jorge back into the class. The fact that Dad hadn’t called him out in front of everyone was actually a huge leap of progress.
Dad would have berated and belittled Jorge in front of everyone if they had been anywhere else but a yoga studio. Inevitably, that would’ve made Jorge angry, and he would then look to start a fight. His usual target was Richard because the other dragon engaged him like no other person in their pack and company.
It was the same when it was Richard who got chewed out. It didn’t matter how often Grey told his father that a CEO shouldn’t tear his employee a new asshole in front of everyone. That was the kind of conversation to have alone in a closed office where no one could hear you.
“It’s good you didn’t disrupt the class to talk to Jorge.”
“A lot of the others came to see me and thanked me for the yoga. Can you believe it? Of all the shit I tried? Yoga.”
Grey flinched. Dad was taking the credit for the yoga, then. “We’ve been playing a lot of competitive games,” he pointed out. “We’re all dragons with tempers to match. Something more mellow was different enough to change the dynamic a bit.”
Dad stopped walking and narrowed his eyes at him. “Since when have you been so good at this?”
His jaw clenched. “Always, Dad. Or at least, I’ve tried. I’m used to working in a team. Doesn’t matter what sport I played; I know how a good team runs. A company, hell, even a thunder, is just like a team.”
Dad remained quiet, and it made Grey angry. Why wasn’t Dad responding? Grey could have brought up all of the times that his dad had ripped into him in front of others because he dared to suggest something that was not the usual way of doing things. Very unlike a good team player, let alone a teamleader.
After a while, Greyson stopped suggesting things for the thunder and the company.
“A company is like a team,” Dad repeated with a sour tone. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing. I don’t want to be late for Kaia. Excuse me.” Grey rushed away before he said something he regretted.
The strange thing was Kaia had been right. That yoga stuff was pretty damn cool. He would remember that before the next annual board meeting. Mandatory yoga before the meeting. Hell, maybe even before, during, and after. The other dragons had enjoyed it enough to bring it up to the CEO.
And whether Dad had realized it or not, he had approached Jorge in a calmer way. It didn’t matter. Not yet. At this point, it was enough for Grey to get the validation he needed to move forward with his plans.
He was going to be CEO, whether it was with his family’s company or his own. He would find a way.
So long as he had Kaia by his side …
He wanted to know where she lived and how far it was from his own home. He wanted to know if she would relocate. If she didn’t, what would become of them?
* * *
Kaia was already waitingfor him by the door. He rushed forward and kissed her hello. “Am I late?”
“No,” she sighed. “But I couldn’t stay in there.” She pointed to the cabana she shared with her sister and the rest of their coven.
He frowned. “Why? What’s happened?”
“Rachel’s lawyer emailed her late last night. Her ex is trying to do some shady stuff. She was upset, so we spent the night trying to make her feel better.”
“I’m guessing by the look on your face that it didn’t work out too well.”
