Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Chapter 9 The Same Enchanting Eyes

Caroline’s POV

I heard the office door opening, accompanied by a familiar, cheerful voice.

"Good morning, Caroline. How are you?" Clara walked into the office with a warm smile, placing her bag aside before turning her attention to me.

"Good morning, Clara. I’m fine, how are you?" I was standing, organizing some documents, and when I turned around, I noticed her wearing the same expression as Eleanor and the boutique assistant earlier. I was dressed in my new outfit—the dress, my new heels, and that ridiculously provocative lingerie that Eleanor had insisted I buy.

"Caroline Bennett, you look like you just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine! Girl, you are absolutely stunning in that dress," Clara exclaimed, her eyes widening with approval.

"Thank you," I replied, feeling my cheeks warm with embarrassment and wondering if perhaps I’d gone too far with this transformation. But she quickly dispelled my concerns.

"You know, you’re going to make quite an impression on the Alpha—I mean, the boss. He arrives today. I was actually surprised because they weren’t scheduled to return until Friday, but it seems Draven decided to expedite things and finish everything from here." She paused and added with a gentle nudge, "Oh, and please stop being so formal with me." I smiled at her request but didn’t mention that I already knew the boss was coming. "Well, let’s get to work."

The morning passed quickly, and I went to lunch with Clara. She’s truly remarkable—intelligent, friendly, and genuinely kind. We shared many laughs during our meal as she inquired about everything regarding me and Liam. Upon returning to the office, we resumed our tasks. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Caroline, I need to head down to accounting on the sixth floor. It might take a while, but you’re already familiar with everything. Contact me if anything comes up," Clara said before departing, leaving me to continue working alone.

I stood to retrieve some documents from the filing cabinet behind my desk. As I bent down to open the third drawer, I heard a wolf-like whistle cutting through the silence. I straightened slowly, and when I turned toward the door, I found myself face to face with two men openly staring at me. My wolf, Rory, immediately became alert within me.

I assessed them quickly—one wore a huge grin, clearly the source of the whistle, while the other maintained a serious, almost displeased expression. Both were undeniably handsome; together they formed an impossible-to-ignore duo, as if they’d been crafted specifically for female admiration. They certainly caused every she-wolf who crossed their path to take notice. I had to inhale deeply to clear my thoughts before stepping forward.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. How may I assist you?" I kept my voice professional despite Rory’s curious stirring.

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