Submission is Not My Style novel Chapter 61

But I freeze. 

Shit. 

What am I doing? 

This plan is fucking insane. 

How the hell do i seduce a man who turns me into a mess just by looking at me? I can’t even touch him without risking fainting or collapsing like some 

lovesick fool. 

I don’t even get a second to rethink it. 

“Kali,” his voice rumbles through the door like a command I feel in my bones. 

“I know you’re out there. Come in. I can smell you… you know that, right?” 

“Shit,” I mutter under my breath. 

I open the door slowly and step inside. My feet feel heavier than usual, my fingers twitch nervously. The office is massive – all leather, glass, and dark wood. Powerful. Just like him. 

And there he is, standing by the window, bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, already staring at me like he expected this. 

I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and mutter, “Hi.” 

Jack turns fully, his hands slipping into his pockets as he studies me with amused eyes. 

“I didn’t expect you,” he says with a tilt of his head. “Not that I’m complaining. You’re free to come in anytime.” 

His words curl around me like smoke, warm and dangerous. I smile, shyly at first, then meet his eyes. We stare at each other for a beat too long before he 

clears his throat. 

“So,” he says, voice deeper now. “To what do I owe the honor?” 

I bite the inside of my cheek. Just say it, Kali. 

“Don’t do any introduction ceremony for Celestia,” I blurt out, all in one breath. 

His brows rise. “Repeat that?” 

I grit my teeth, eyes narrowing slightly. “I said, don’t do an introduction ceremony for Celestia.” 

He crosses his arms slowly, the smirk dancing back to his lips. “Why not?” 

His tone is teasing but with an edge. He’s testing me. Pushing. 

“Can’t you see?” he continues, stepping closer. “My pack is asking me – begging me to introduce her. They want a Luna. And as their Alpha, I don’t see why I should deny them.” 

“You pathetic little thing,” she snaps. “Is this who you are? You run when he challenges you? Are you going to let that bitch take our place?” 

I stop halfway down the hall, chest heaving. 

“Let me show you how it’s done.” 

And just like that, she takes over. 

I spin around and storm back, grip the door, and slam it open with enough force to rattle the hinges. 

Jack is standing now behind his desk, about to sit. 

Too slow. 

I march toward him like a force of nature and shove him hard into his chair. He falls into it, wide–eyed and caught off guard. 

Now it’s my turn to smirk. 

– 

Seduction burns in my veins, fueled by fury and something far more dangerous – power. 

I lean forward slowly, bracing my hands on the arms of his chair, trapping him there.