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her black lace thong.
    “Myra,” His voice held an irritated tone. “I have work to do,”
    Grasping a hold of his tie, she tugged him forward. “All work and no play make you a very dull wolf, Alpha.” Leaning closer, a hairs length between their lips, Eric pulled away with a look of displeasure set on his face.
    “You forget your place, Myra.”
    “Then show me my place, Alpha. I remember where yours was—”
                  Grasping his hand she pulled him forward, shoving his hand between her warm thighs. The thin thread of his wolf’s control snapped and as his wolf leapt towards her in anger. Jerking his hand from between her thighs, his hand shot out, wrapping around the thin column of throat.
                  In his anger, he shoved her down on her back and pinned her against the wood of his desk. Leaning over her, his irises glowed brightly as his wolf rose to the surface. His jaw ached as it reshaped and his teeth lengthened. His killing gaze swept over her startled face as his face partially shifted. His facial bone reshaped with loud crunching sound until his face resembled a wolf's more than his human face. His wolf growled dangerously and snapped his jaws at the trembling female beneath him.
    He growled in a deep rumbling voice, “Get out.” Eric jerked away from her, his wolf slowly receding back within him. His partially shifted face slowly faded back to normal.
                  Glaring at him, Myra slowly slid off his desk and bent down collecting her heels. Intentionally lingering in her bent over position as her low neckline dipped lower, flashing her braless chest at his angry eyes.
    “Get out before I throw you out.” He growled out, as his eyes narrowed dangerously at her.
    “She was never your mate, Eric. Open your eyes! She’s never coming back! I’m the strongest female in the pack; I would make a proud mate for you.” Her voice rose with each step she took toward him.
    “Myra, you will address me as “Alpha” and nothing more if you value your place within my pack. Furthermore; were I ever to take another mate that wasn’t my true one, it would never be you.”
    Instead of a look of hurt, he’d expected to cross Myra's features, her expression only shown with anger and the promise of revenge that she no doubt would collection on. Spinning away from him she marched towards the door with angry strides. Her delicate hand covering the door knob, Myra turned to look over her shoulder at him, angry flames filling her gaze. Jerking the door open she sent him a smothering glare before slamming the door shut behind her.
    Breathing heavy, Eric slammed his hand down on his desk with a snarl. This wasn’t like him, he knew that. Normally he could brush aside Myra’s attempts to worm her way back into his bed very easily and without emotion on his part. But this time his wolf reacted so violently that he’d nearly ripped her throat out. He had to get a handle on whatever was happening to his beast before he lost control and harmed someone. He was Alpha; he was never out of control. It was unthinkable and unacceptable.
    When the door opened again, Eric’s anger filled eyes lifted. His lips peeling back in a snarl. “What?!” he shouted as Chris poked his head in between the door jam and the door. Seeing his fierce expression, Chris looked warily at Eric.
    “Are you alright?” Chris asked. His wary expression gave away to a look of confusion.
    Shoving a hand through his hair, Eric huffed out a heavy breath. “I will be once I get through today.” He muttered. “What did you need?”
    Slipping into the office, Chris closed the door behind him softly before turning back to look at Eric. His lips twisted into an uncertain expression. Hesitantly, he spoke. “The elders are here.”
    Scowling, Eric’s lips pinched together while his hands moved to rest on his hips. “What?”
    Why would the elders be here? In shifter packs; elders were the only