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"Instead of you sitting there acting like this isn't a big deal, why don't you do damage control!"
"I'm not the one who caused this damage. Why would I want to control it?" I really was pushing the poor old man, but I couldn't give two fucks. He was so greedy that a loss of six billion this week had put him in a killing mood when he'd been making billions for months prior to this.
He stomped over to me, and I'm sure he wanted to punch my face, but Viktor stepped in at the last second, his fist stopping the Alpha's blow as his arm literally shook against Viktor's protective palm.
Oh. Sexy. I need to give Viktor a raise, honestly. He wouldn't take a blow job so might as well pay him more. I really have to stop crushing on him.
"With all due respect, Sir. William has a meeting in an hour. It would be a bad reflection on your public image with outsiders if he appears with a black eye when he looked rather perfect upon arrival today," Viktor said, delivering a dose of common sense, which left him scowling at me as I sighed and rose up.
"Damage control was never in my contract. Thus, my defiance. I do what's stated there, which is the bare minimum, but seeing as you're having a rough day, I'll at least secure the other two business deals that are being finalized shortly. I already had a discussion with them and they're still confident in our deals and closed their doors to new offers."
Moving away from my seat, I headed to the door. "I'm heading to my office and leaving early today. I need to investigate one of the presidents for the deal on the oil upgrade contract. Looks like the owner is 'unwell'. Figured paying a visit would be easier on his frail body."
Looking over my shoulder I noticed his pissed-off expression but he didn't say shit cause I was doing a lot more than I needed to.
"See you bright and early on Monday."
I was out the door, knowing Viktor would be following me shortly after. Before I reached for the handle of my office door, Viktor was already there and opening it up for me.
"Thanks." Walking straight to my desk, I settled into the comfortable chair and leaned back to let out the long sigh I'd been holding in.
"Well, what a fucked-up way to end the week."
"Didn't think they would move so fast," Viktor admitted as he closed the door and walked up to my desk. I gestured for him to sit down, and he did so, which told me he was a little strained himself.
"How ugly do you think this is going to get?" I pondered.
"If it gets any worse than this, blood is going to be shed and whoever can't avoid the assault that follows will be left for dead."
"So the usual with a spike of extra bloodshed. Got it," I concluded. "Do we finally have some information on these guys? I mean proper information and not the fake shit that's be circulating online."
Viktor nodded as he grew more serious, his expression stern and arms crossed over his chest.
"The pack from Cali is called the Forbidden pack. Many don't know why they're referred to as such, but I believe they each carry a trait of power that would be considered forbidden in a normal wolf or pack," he revealed.
"Are they hybrids?"
"I don't think so," he answered earnestly as he looked me in the eye. "Let's say they carry a quality that makes them a rare amenity."
"Like how I can use magic to make me William," I concluded.
He bobbed his head and carried right on.
"There's only four of them. Looks as if they were all from different packs that were in alliance with one big pack. That could make sense why some refer to them as brothers: because they grew up in a similar environment. However, each of them has had some fucked-up shit done to them, at least enough for all four to pull out of their packs."
"Meaning they're Omegas?"
"Essentially, but as I continued my research, there are plenty of hints that suggest each of them have some sort of Alpha trait. It's a long shot but each of them could be the sons of their Alpha packs."
Like me...
"Intriguing," I commented as I rested my elbows on the desk and placed my chin in the palms of my hands. "So we know two of them."
He arched an eyebrow at me so I added, "One of them is Saint Alexander, correct?"
"That's who you danced with at the party?"
"Yup. He clearly thrives on adventure, since he chose to pick a fight with Onyx, but I guess he wasn't killed for his actions. Maybe Onyx didn't do anything."
