Thread: Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

Maras ears picked up the sound of soft, uncertain knuckles rapping on her door at what felt like far too early in the morning. A glance to the clock on her nightstand let her know that it was infact early as fuck. It was Sammieshe knew it must be. Her driver and bodyguards were all male and all had a banging sort of knock, her personal assistant was the only one who knocked like she was afraid of bothering her. She didnt want to get upshe knew that if she just laid in bed, Sammie would surely leave whatever paperwork she had by the door and then come back later. But once she was up, she was up. Reluctantly, Mara untangled herself from the sleeping mage in her arms, trying her best not to wake Arlann as she slipped out of the bed. She padded out of the room on bare feet, heading through the living room and towards the front door, running her fingers through her hair in an attempt to look slightly more presentable. Sammie The werewolf yawned, rubbing some sleep from her eyes as she began to open the door. Today is your day off Why are you here? Really she knew that none of them had days off, ever. A massive company like Lykos Industries never slept. Even on her vacations, Mara was checking e-mails, answering calls and reading reports. But she would have liked for her assistant to take some time to herself every once in awhile. To her knowledge, Sammie didnt have much of a personal life, the girl lived to work and that just was not healthy. WellI-I Sammie gulped. B-brought you th-th-the paper-wuh-work- Why do you have flowers, Sammie? Mara quickly interrupted as she noticed the very lovely bouquet of flowers, eying the beta suspiciously. The bouquet was nice-, it wasnt made up of roses for a lover, but it wasnt made up of cheap carnations and daisies either. Part of her knew the answer before it was spoken, a paranoid, protective wolf like Mara would always suspect that someone wanted something of her mate. WellI-I The beta began to tremble ever so slightly. Truthfully, Mara terrified her as much as she aroused her. The beautiful Alpha paid her well, treated her fairly, and protected her from jerks. Mara was in control of her livelihood and could easily remove Sammie from her staff if she became disappointed with the performance of the young betathen she would have nothing. Perhaps the only way avoid angering the Alpha was by being completely honestMara could not get mad at her for telling the truth. Wellshe could still be very angrybut there was a better chance that she wouldnt find herself thrown into a wall if she just tried to explain that she was just distracted by the mage that had saved her and thought that thanking her would make the errant thoughts go away. Y-your m-m-ma-muh-mate Crap, she should have never come hereeven in her pajamas, Mara was very scary, so scary that the beta could barely speak. Mara growled in frustration. Sammie was a truly harmless creature and it pained her to know that she was causing the beta so much fear. But she couldnt keep herself from being jealouspossessiveparanoidangrya whole range of unattractive emotions that she hated. With a sigh, she pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to fend off a building headache of exasperation. SammieIm not going to hurt you, I promise. Yuh-yuh-your mate Sammie tried again, making an effort to just take a deep breath and spit it all out this time. Shewasverynice. I-I thought she might like f-flowers, as a th-th-thank you