Chapter 347-Oh Alpha, You Make Me Wet

Verity:

It had been ten days, and there was still no news about Gigi.

It was frustrating because she had managed to draw all the attention to herself.

Everyone was talking about her and how the poor victim had been forced to relive her trauma because of her brother.

They wondered how she must have felt after realizing that her own brother had been traumatizing women while she was seeking justice for Justin’s victims.

Some women had even come forward claiming that Justin had harassed them too, which was a complete lie.

These women had never been part of our pack. I had never seen them before, and they were from completely different territories.

They were only trying to gain attention. Whenever anyone asked them even the simplest questions about Justin’s personal life, all they knew was what they had seen in the video, including his appearance.

They didn’t even know his full name. Some of them were pronouncing it wrong.

The whole situation was both frustrating and infuriating.

I was growing more agitated with Gigi, but on the surface, I had to play the part of someone deeply concerned.

There was something else that bothered me.

Nobody seemed particularly interested in Jenna’s mate ball anymore, and I couldn’t help wondering if that had been Gigi’s ultimate way of punishing her.

Jenna had been preparing for her admission and departure.

We were spending a lot of time together, and whenever we sat down, we ended up talking about Gigi and how cunning that bitch was.

"Where are you headed?"

Jaguar’s voice made my body jolt.

"Hey, calm down. It’s just me," he told me, flashing a smile.

I puckered my lips, pretending I was frightened because Oliver had traumatized me.

It wasn’t entirely true.

He had traumatized me years ago, but I had lived with that trauma long enough to crush it beneath my feet.

"I was thinking about going back to the office. Since the mate ball isn’t being prepared right now because of Gigi, I’ve decided to focus on my work instead," I told him, slowly turning to leave.

"I’ll drop you at the office."

It wasn’t Jaguar who spoke.

I turned and found Theodore standing behind him, dressed in a black suit and ready for work.

A strange expression crossed Jaguar’s face as he glanced at his brother before looking back at me.

"No, it’s okay. I’ll take a cab," I replied, trying to get away from both of them.

The brothers had come to an agreement.

While two of them searched for Gigi, the third would take care of the pack’s matters because, well, other people mattered too.

"Theodore, it’s your day to follow Ragnar’s lead and look for Gigi," I heard Jaguar tell him.

That was what I had noticed.

Both of them looked ready for a day at the office, even though I knew one of them had to stay behind with Ragnar.

I didn’t know how the argument had ended, but I got into the car and left for work.

When I arrived, I had barely settled at my desk when I saw Jaguar appear on Ragnar’s floor.

That told me Jaguar had somehow won the argument over who would be going to the office that day.

He was wearing a beautiful gray suit.

As he passed my colleagues, he suddenly slowed near Ragnar’s office, turned, and looked directly at me.

Since Ragnar was not around, I had to sit at a seperate desk outside his office.

"Miss Verity, would you please collect all the data from last month’s sales and send it to my desk this afternoon?"

He was very particular with his instructions.

I was supposed to take it to his office that afternoon, not Ragnar’s.

I did my job, worked on a few things, and collected the data while Jaguar remained in Ragnar’s office for another two hours.

When the afternoon came, I decided to take the file to him.

I was pretty sure that wasn’t the real reason he’d called me. He simply wanted to be alone with me in his office.

The moment I knocked on the door, he sounded as though he’d been waiting for me.

"Come in, Verity."

He didn’t even know it was me.

I opened the door, stepped inside, and gave him a strained smile.

"How did you know it was me?"

I locked the door behind us and walked over to his desk.

Whenever we were alone, things rarely remained appropriate, especially at the office.

I placed the file on the desk, then bent forward slightly as I pushed it toward him, making the pose look suggestive while pretending complete innocence in my tight brown office dress.

I watched Jaguar get up from his chair and walk toward me, his steps steady.

I was bent forward over the desk when he came up behind me.

He lowered himself slightly, leaning over my back from behind until his body was close to mine.

"Oops," I uttered the moment his crotch pressed against my ass.

"Oh, let’s see what’s there. Why was there such a dip in the sales that day?"

He reached past me and randomly opened a page, pointing at it as if he were discussing the sales.

At the same time, he stayed positioned directly behind me, bent over my back as he lifted my skirt all the way to my waist.

Then I felt one of his hands catch the waistband of my panties and pull them down.

They slid down my legs and gathered around my ankles.

"I don’t know. I can look it up for you," I said.

I shifted my attention to the tablet in front of me, bracing myself on my elbows while I went through the emails, trying to pull up something random.

Jaguar remained behind me, leaning over my body as he pointed at one of the client’s emails.

"Let’s check his data. Let’s see what he sent," Jaguar said.

He leaned farther over me from behind, keeping my upper body pressed forward and making it difficult for me to straighten up, not that I was about to.

Then he reached one hand down between my thighs from behind and slid it upward until it reached my pussy.

He rubbed me firmly before moving his hand back over my ass.

A moment later, I felt his hand slap my ass.

My body jerked forward, and I closed my eyes, biting my bottom lip in pleasure.