Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

“Alpha, please forgive my rudeness,‘ I lowered my voice, almost pleading, ‘I… let’s not make Aaron take leave, can we?”

Derek maintained a sculpture–like cold expression, fingers lightly tapping the desktop, the anger burning in his eyes not diminishing in the slightest. Under his oppressive gaze, I unconsciously swallowed, my body trembling slightly, almost forgetting the cruel nature of the controller before me.

I took a deep breath, my shoulders slumping slightly. “What exactly do you want me to do?” My voice revealed exhaustion

from this endless war.

Derek took a handcrafted black cigarette from a silver cigarette case, lit it with a lighter, and took several deep drags, the smoke forming eerie patterns in the sunlight. He scrutinized my every expression change, his lips curving into a smile full of control.

“We both know the answer, little wolf,” he slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke, “come to my side, be my companion, forget those unnecessary family pressures. He extended a hand to me, his voice low and seductive, “I will be the protector behind you, the guardian of your family.”

Although I fully understood the meaning behind his words, a warmth difficult to resist rose from deep within my heart. Thoughts tumbled in my mind–if I yielded to him, perhaps I could protect my family, soften his cold heart, and maybe, just maybe, awaken the humanity buried within this powerful man.

I raised my chin, looking directly at him, fingers unconsciously stroking the silver wolf bracelet on my wrist. “I accept this deal. I will… obey your orders, Alpha.”

A flash of gold appeared in Derek’s eyes, his lips curving into a victor’s smile as he strolled toward me, his suit jacket outlining the broad shoulders beneath with each movement.

Derek leaned close, his breath sweeping across my cheek. “Say it, say it completely, little wolf.” His voice was like velvet flowing in darkness, carrying an irresistible command, “Tell me, what exactly have you agreed to.”

“I seem to… have no other choice,” I said, my throat moving slightly, my voice as soft as a whisper.

Derek’s fingers suddenly lifted my chin, forcing me to look directly into his eyes. “Why always so ambiguous, Miss Blackwood?” His thumb dangerously brushed lightly across my lower lip, “You know very well I despise those roundabout tricks. Either reject directly or accept completely. There is no middle ground.”

“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I said.

Derek released my chin, his fingertips brushing across my cheek, leaving a burning sensation. “Stop these meaningless apologies.” His voice was gentle yet unquestionable, “Learn to curb your words, or you’ll find yourself apologizing to me every minute. This is not the kind of relationship I want.”

My thoughts were in turmoil, not knowing how to act in this entirely new relationship, countless scenos and possibilities flashing through my mind. I felt a tinge of shame for my compliance, yet also an indescribable anticipation for exploring the inner world of this/mysterious man.

Derek put down the pen in his hand, his deep eyes reflected on the obsidian desktop. “How long do you plan to study the floor pattern of my office with those pretty doe eyes?” His voice was low, carrying a teasing tone, ‘Or do you think that Italian imported marble deserves more attention than me as a person?”

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Chapter 162

Two red clouds flew to my cheeks, my fingers unconsciously brushing the hair beside my ear. Derek seemed curious about what thought made my cheeks flush so enticingly…

I looked up, my water–glistened eyes meeting his gray ones. “No, I was just… organizing some thoughts.”

I quickly took out a tablet from my pocket, fingertips trembling slightly. “Alpha, do you need me to confirm your schedule for today? Or are there any documents that need to be prepared?”

I moved toward the door in slight confusion, my carnelian high heels making almost no sound on the carpet, desperately wanting to escape this space filled with his presence, however-

“Erin,” Derek said.

A single word from his mouth, yet it seemed to carry an irresistible magic that pinned me in place.

Moon Goddess above, why did he only need to say my name to make my heart forget how to beat normally?

I turned around, trying to hide my accelerated heartbeat. “Yes, Alpha?”

Derek’s fingers lightly tapped the desktop, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his lips. “Make me a cup of black coffee,” he paused, his gaze lingering on me, “remember to use my favorite cup.”

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