Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 182

Weeks later, the weight that had once pressed on my shoulders was gone. I moved through the company’s sleek offices with a newfound a my smiles brighter, my voice softer. Colleagues nodded as I passed, their glances warm with a respect I hadn’t noticed before. It was as if my transformation–both as a werewolf and as a woman–had finally taken root.

As I sorted files for Derek, a young woman from marketing approached, her expression hesitant. Miss Blackwood? Could you… maybe ack the Alpha for a favor for me?”

I paused, a stack of papers still in my hands. “Why do you think he’d listen to me?‘ I asked, genuinely curious.

She smiled, almost conspiratorial. “Oh, come on. After that presentation meeting? You saved our supervisor’s skin. Everyone knows you’ve got the Alpha’s ear.”

My mind flashed back to that tense investor meeting. The marketing supervisor had stood before the room, his face pale as he fumbled with his laptop, the files he needed gone. Derek’s steely gaze had pinned him in place, and the silence in the room was suffocating. I’d felt the weight of every eye, but my own pulse had thundered in my ears.

“Alpha,” I’d said, rising from my seat, my voice steady despite the nerves clawing at my chest. “I can help. I have a backup of the data on my

tablet.”

Derek’s gray eyes had locked onto mine, sharp and unreadable, like a storm waiting to break. The room held its breath. My fingers trembled slightly as I gripped my bag, but I refused to falter. “Five minutes,” I added. “I can get it on the main screen.

He’d studied me for a heartbeat, then gave a curt nod. “Three.”

I’d moved like lightning, pulling out my tablet. The backups weren’t perfect–gaps in the data glared at me–but I filled them in on the fly, my fingers flying over the screen as the clock ticked. When the supervisor resumed his presentation, I felt Derek’s gaze linger, a quiet intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

Afterward, he’d called the supervisor aside, his voice low and lethal. “You owe Miss Blackwood for your job today. Don’t let this happen again.”

Then, in front of everyone, Derek had turned to me. “Well done,” he’d said, his tone carrying a weight that made my chest swell. “This is the kind of team member I need.”

That moment had shifted something in me. For a young werewolf still finding her place, it was a mark of trust, a sign I belonged.

The marketing employee’s voice pulled me back. “Please, Erin. My sister’s sick, and I can’t travel to the site right now. I just need a few more days to finish the report.”

I sighed, setting the files down. “Alright. I’ll talk to him. But three days, max. Got it?”

Her face lit up, and she clasped her hands together. “Thank you, thank you!”

I carried the documents to Derek’s office, my posture straight despite the curious glances from other employees. My knock was firm, and his deep “Come in” sent a familiar flutter through my chest. Inside, Derek stood by the window, phone pressed to his ear, his broad shoulders tense. His jaw was set, a muscle ticking beneath the stubble.

“I’ll handle it in person next week,” he snapped into the phone, then tossed it onto the desk with a clatter. The air around him crackled with restrained fury, and my stomach twisted. But I’d learned to navigate his storms.

I crossed the room, placing the files before him with deliberate care. His eyes traced me, slow and deliberate, lingering on the curve of my hips, the dip of my waist, before meeting mine. The gray in his gaze flickered with gold, his wolf stirring. My breath caught, but I kept my voice soft.

“The files you asked for, Alpha.”

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Chapter 182

He picked up a document, scanning it briefly before leaning back, his eyes closing for a moment. When they opened, the storm had cated “You look… radiant today,” he said, his voice a low rumble that sent warmth pooling in my core.

I smoothed my skirt, suddenly hyper–aware of his scrutiny. “Is everything okay?” I asked, concern creeping into my tone.

He tapped the desk twice, a restless gesture, then held out his hand. “Come here, little wolf.