Chapter 5 Little Brat

Chapter Five – Little Brat.

Stephanie cat walked into her office, feeling the table and chairs. It had the breath of a new thing. Hadn't this man had a secretary before?

She remembered the disdained look Nathan's assistant had given her. She didn't even know why he'd need a secretary if he had an assistant.

Either ways, she needed the job, so she won't ask any question. She'd do whatever she's asked to do, get paid and pay her dad bills.

She slumped on her new chair and swirled around, she was shooked when someone slammed her door open.

She saw the assistant and she frowned, "You should knock, miss". The young lady tossed a file on her table and walked out again.

She had left the door open but it slammed back close on it's own. Stephanie caught on that the environment would be a bit hot for her, but she'd endure it all.

She flipped through the file excited, she'd finally get to work soon, it's been two years since her last job. Set of rules were the on first page.

"Of course, she'd have rules for me" she sighed, who knew if it's the companies' or her rules. A shock wave zapped through Stephanie.

She reread the first lines of the rule, "seventy percent of employees here are werewolves. This is a werewolf owned company. If you have any grievances on werewolves, you may leave".

She breath in sharply. Damn she had grievances on werewolf. They were heartless animals and caused other people trouble.

She won't even be here if not for a werewolf. Her father had been hit by a werewolf, damaging their both cars, but the werewolf survived.

He survived because he had healing abilities but her father barely lived. How unfair of the werewolf not to pay for the accident he caused.

And she had been working her butt off to pay her father's bills, only to come to work for another on those shitty people?

She looked at the remaining rules, they remained normal company rules. She rose from her chair hoping to storm to Nathan but her door flung open. That assistant better not annoy her.

She glared at the visitor and saw it's a lady she didn't know. She was enthralled by the lady's beauty for a while. It was simply enchanting.

Her brown silky hair complimenting her amber colored eyes. Stephanie hadn't seen much people with such. She snapped from her trance.

"Excuse me, are you here to see Mr. Nathan?" she asked curtly. The lady assessed her than strolled into her office, looking around.

Stephanie frowned at the disrespect. Her eyes trailed to the lady's huge backside, trapped in her tight dress. And those heels, Stephanie was sure they hurt her.

"This office. Used to be where Nathan and I played as kids. Why did he give it to his secretary, trapping himself at up there?".

Stephanie was annoyed with her high pitched Barbie voice. Everything seemed barbiesh. Except her endowment. She's Nathan's sister?

"This place has our memories. And he already has an assistant" the lady snapped her head at Stephanie, "Why then did Nathan get her?".

It was clear the lady was just soliloquizing. Stephanie looked down at the file she was still reading and cleared her throat.

"Miss, you seem like someone really close to Nathan. I advise you ask the assistant and she'd show you the way to his office...".

"I know his office. But I can't use the stairs up there and I hate elevators. Go call him for me" she flipped her hair.

Stephanie couldn't believe such an entitled brat existed, "I'm sorry, I can't. This is my desk and today's my first day, I don't know where it is".

Dropping her bag on the table, sitting atop it, the lady crossed her legs, glared at Stephanie, "I'm Garcia, a Beta's daughter. You don't know me so don't annoy me".

A wave of inferiority swam over Stephanie and she looked downwards. What was happening to her? The lady stood full length in front of her.

Was this the Werewolf aura people spoke of? Stephanie never believed she could be witnessing it and how domineering it was.

This brat was something else. At best, she'd be only eighteen, "I said I don't know the office, it's really my first time" she replied meekly.

The wave stopped and Garcia smirked, "Well then, little lady, go ask the assistant to tell you, then call him for me. And hurry".

Stephanie heard her seat get pulled from her side and the lady sat on it, leg crossed again, retouching her makeup.

Feeling infuriated and bitter at same time, Stephanie sped out of the room. She rolled her eyes at the assistant and looked up.

Nathan had said his office was up and seeing a room that looked different from the rest, she assumed it was it and headed towards it.

Giving angry knocks, she ordered her entry, "Open up, open up!" she slammed at the door. It flung open and she nearly lost her balance.

Nathan gave her worried looks, "Why's your breath pulsing and your heartbeat uneven?". She squeezed her face? What's he saying?

"Well, right now, one of your sisters is in my office asking for you. And you're a werewolf, you're a goddamn werewolf?" she fumed!

Nathan closed the door quickly behind them. This young lady was crazy, imagine if he was with an investor and she stormed in like that.

"Calm down and explain" he ushered her to his chair. He could hear her heartbeat, they were scared and angry at the same time.

"She isn't my sister but a model of our company" Nathan said simply, after hearing Stephanie out.

Stephanie folded her arms. So that little brat was an employee like her yet was ordering her about?

"And I'm not werewolf but my family is. I was adopted" he added. Stephanie dropped her hands, "Oh".

Nathan rolled his eyes before springing from his seat, "Treat everyone here well, and they'd be no trouble. You got your schedule, read it yet?".

Stephanie shook her head, she noticed the smirk playing on Nathan's lips and balled her fists, "And it better not be a silly schedule".

He opened the door, "You'd like it. I know". She followed him down to meet Garcia. The lady ran towards Nathan but kept a distance.

She came closer to him, then glared at Stephanie, "This girl's scent is on you, have you been together with her?". Her eyes were flaming.

Stephanie sighed, no need to be so respectful to her, she was a coworker, "Don't call me girl, I could be older than you".

Nathan noticed Garcia advanced towards Stephanie so he warned her, "Garcia, don't cause trouble, I drove her here. You have no photoshoots today, why are you here?".

Garcia swept her hair back, "To see you, yes", when Nathan seemed he was leaving she added, "Alpha is back and wants to see you".

Nathan froze, looking downwards. Stephanie shrugged that it wasn't her problem but Nathan held her hands, "Wait, you'd usher Garcia out".

Garcia's mouth fell, "You can... can... hold people now? What happened to your allergy to skin touch?". Stephanie looked at her aghast.

"Well, thanks to my secretary here, it's leaving" Nathan wrapped his hands around Stephanie's neck. She looked at him annoyed. What allergy?

The hate coming out from Garcia's eyes could melt her and she knew it, she wriggled out from Nathan's hold.

She crawled back to her office. The day was a dramatic first day. She already have two enemies. Lucky her.