NovelEnglish6 Chapter 6
Seraphina’s POV 1
At exactly eight o'clock Monday morning, | stood on the top floor of Nightshadow Industries, my heart
hammering against my ribs. The skyscraper practically dominated an entire block of Silver Moon Harbor’'s most
prestigious district, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire harbor sprawled beneath us like a
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“Welcto Nightshadow Industries, Miss Knight.” Claire greetedwith elegant grace, radiating the natural
authority of a mature
female, though her eyes held genuine warmth. “Letintroduce you to everyone.”
The office décor was sophisticated and refined-rich mahogany furniture accented with silver details, and the
Nightshadow family crest
gleamed from every corner in polished chrome. Everyone | met was polite and welcoming, though | could sense
their slight hesitation
when interacting with me. After all, omegas were indeed rare in such high-level corporate environments. 2
“The boss is still handling pack business out of town and won't return until the weekend,” Claire explained as she
showedaround my
work area. “You'll be working directly for our Alpha-it’s quite an honor.”
Alpha... | swallowed hard. As an omega, I'd never imagined I'd one day work so closely with one of the most
powerful Alphas in the entire
werewolf world.
“Sera, relax. We can do this,” Ayla whispered soothingly in my mind.
At ten o'clock, | received a text from Ophelia confirming she'd arranged Adrian's interview at a new elementary
school. Nervously, |
approached Claire to request toff to handle my son’s school matters.
“How old is your child?” Claire asked gently, without a trace of reproach.
“He's four years old. His nis Adrian.” | took a deep breath. “He wasn’t planned, but he’s the entire meaning
of my life.”
“Adrian-that’s a beautiful name.” Claire smiled. “And his father? Are you two still in contact?”
My heart plummeted. How could | explain that | didn’t even know Adrian’s father’s name? But | wouldn't lie.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Adrian’s father is someone | met at the Lunar Assembly five years ago. We... we only had one night together.” |
lowered my head, bracing
for her judgment.
To my surprise, Claire's expression grew even more gentle, almost understanding.
“Seraphina, you have my respect,” she said, grasping my hand. “Single motherhood isn’t easy, and sharing
something so personal with
such honesty takes tremendous courage. Thank you for trusting me. Go take care of your son’s school
arrangements. It’s your first day—
there’s nothing urgent. Take your time.”
During lunch, | met Ophelia and Adrian downstairs from the building. My little boy looked adorable in the new
clothes I'd bought him,
his dark brown curls catching the sunlight, but what drew attention most were those eyes-deep blue with silver
flecks that looked
exactly like...
“Mommy!” Adrian launched himself into my arms, his smile capable of melting my heart entirely.
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The elementary school was wonderful. Adrian passed his interview with flying colors and immediately began
playing with the other children. Interestingly, the other kids seemed naturally drawn to him, clustering around
him like he was their chosen leader. The teacher
commented that she'd rarely seen such natural leadership qualities in someone so young. 1
“He's delightful,” the teacher said softly, curiosity flickering in her eyes. “You and your husband have done an
excellent job raising him.”
| just smiled awkwardly without responding.
At one-thirty, | returned to the office, my heart still warm from seeing Adrian's excited face at his new school.
Claire hadn’t cback yet, so | sat at my pristine new desk, carefully organizing my morning notes. The
afternoon sunlight streamed through the floor-to- ceiling windows, casting everything in a golden glow that made
Then the phone rang.
The sharp sound cut through the peaceful silence like a blade. This had to be my work line-my first real call as a
Nightshadow
Industries employee. My palms instantly grew damp, but | took a steadying breath and answered as
professionally as | could manage:
“Nightshadow Industries, CEQ’s office. Good afternoon, how may I help you?”
The silence that followed was so complete | wondered if the call had dropped. Then | heard it—a long, frustrated
sigh that seemed to
carry the weight of the world. When the voice finally cthrough, it hitlike a physical force.
Deep. Rough. Absolutely dripping with irritation and something far more dangerous-an aura of raw power that
reached through the
phone line and wrapped around my throat like invisible fingers.
“Put Claire on the phone.”
Every instinct | possessed screamed atto submit. My wolf practically flattened herself against the ground in
my mind, whimpering.
My hands began to shake, but | somehow managed to keep my voice steady:
“I'm sorry, sir, but Claire isn’t back from lunch yet. Is there anything | can help you with, or would you like to
leave a message?”
The pause that followed felt like an eternity. | could practically feel his impatience crackling through the
connection like electricity
before the storm.
“Who the hell are you?”
My free hand clutched the edge of my desk so tightly my knuckles went white.
“My-my nis Seraphina,” | stammered, then forced myself to sound more professional. “I'm Mr.
Nightshadow’s new senior assistant.”
“Tell Claire | want to see her the moment | step foot in that office. Not five minutes later. Not when she’s
convenient. The moment.”
“Of course, sir. I'll make sure she gets the message immediately.” | paused, knowing | should just hang up but
unable to stop myself from
asking, “May | ask your nso | can tell her who called?”
The explosion of rage that followed madejerk the phone away from my ear.
“Your BOSS!” he roared, the words practically vibrating with fury.
The line went dead with such violence | could practically see him slamming the phone down.
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| sat frozen for several heartbeats, the receiver still pressed to my ear, listening to the dial tone while my entire
world tilted off its axis. My hands were shaking so badly | could barely hang up the phone. Every cell in my body
felt electrified with terror and something else 1 couldn’t name.
“Oh God,” | whispered, burying my face in my hands. “Oh God, oh God, oh God.”
I'd done it. On my very first day, I'd managed to enrage the most powerful Alpha in Silver Moon Harbor.
“Sera?” Claire's voice madejump so violently | nearly fell out of my chair. She was standing in the doorway,
concern etched across her elegant features. “You look like you've seen a ghost. What happened?”
My mouth opened and closed several times before | managed to croak out, “Boss called.”
Claire's eyebrows shot up. “What did he say?”
“He-he wanted to speak with you, and when | told him you weren't here, he got very...” | swallowed hard. “Very
angry. He said he wanted
to see you the moment he gets back to the office.”
Claire studied my face with sharp eyes. “And how did he sound to you?”
| let out a shaky laugh that bordered on hysterical. “CHe was about to explode. Actually, | think he did explode.”
To my complete bewilderment, Claire burst into delighted laughter.
“Oh, Seraphina,” she chuckled, settling into her chair with obvious amusement dancing in her eyes. “You look
perfectly intact to me. Do
you know what happened to the last girl who answered one of his calls?”
| shook my head mutely.
“She quit. Immediately. Didn't even finish out the day.” Claire's smile widened. “And you're still here. That's
rather impressive.”
“Impressive?” My voice cout as a squeak.
“I think | just sealed my own professional death warrant.”
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