How could I have been so clumsy? I'm so stupid! Gah! This is so embarrassing! I had fallen to the ground and what's worse is that I'd brought him down with me.

Way to go, Blair.

Way to go.

I scowled at my reflection in the mirror with my hair brush hanging mid air. Yesterday was a disaster.

One I hope wouldn't happen again. Last night, I'd dreamed ridiculous dreams in which I'd kissed Mikael and the whole world had exploded. Today at the office, Mikael had been even more strict and he was colder than usual. Maybe it's as a result of the stupid stunt I'd thrown the previous day. If I could take it back, I would.

I heaved a sigh and pulled back my hair into a neat ponytail. My phone rang and I picked the call.

"Blair?" Mum said and I smiled.

"Hey, mum" I responded and I heard a bit of shuffling from the other side.

"How are you?" Mum asked.

"I'm fine" I said and she exhaled.

"Do you feel anything for him?" She suddenly asked and I frowned.

Surely, she wasn't talking about Mikael, right?

"Blair?"

"I'm here" I replied and she sniffed.

"You hesitated. I asked you to come home but you wouldn't listen to me. Now, you've developed feelings for him and I don't want to lose you" mum rambled and I sighed.

"Mum, relax. I don't have any feelings for him" I said.

"I'm just really worried, Blair"

"It's going to be okay" I assured her and the line went dead. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

I don't have feelings for Mikael, right?

I mean he's attractive and all, but he's just not my type.

Again, what exactly is my type?

I rose to my feet and walked out of the room. I quietly made my way to one of the large balconies in the left wing of the house. I was completely unaware of the fact that I wasn't alone. I leaned against the gold railings and gazed at the beautiful display of sunset, only to flinch when I noticed Mikael sitting on a lounge chair with a glass of whiskey in hand.

"Good heavens! Will you stop doing that?" Mikael spat and I narrowed my eyes.

"It's not my fault, okay? You keep appearing out of nowhere!" I retorted and he rolled his eyes.

We were silent for a moment. But then, he rose to his feet and walked up to me. He halted beside me and brought his glass of whiskey to his lips. I watched him swipe his lower lip with his tongue shortly after. Gosh, watching him do that sent a very unfamiliar feeling tingling my stomach.

"Why do you put up with me?" He asked, his words a bit slurred.

"You're my boss, Mr Kane" I said and he looked away, his eyes holding nothing but unhappiness.

"Have I met you before? In our past lives or something?" He suddenly asked and my blood ran cold. He was staring at me so intensely, for a moment, I feared that he could see right through my soul.

I bit the inside of my cheek, trying not to give away the fact that his question had just made me feel uncomfortable and uneasy.

"What are you talking about?" I asked and he looked away, gazing in front of him with glazed eyes.

"I've been getting these weird dreams. They suck most of the time but I'm always dreaming about our look alikes. I mean, it's crazy. I really don't understand-" his voice trailed off and he gripped the railings until his knuckles turned white.

He suddenly let out a bitter chuckle.

"Who am I kidding? I probably sound like a lunatic right now" he said and turned away from the railings. My heart sank to the bottom of my shoes. I wanted to tell him that he wasn't crazy but I just couldn't tell him the truth. What would he do if he found out the truth?

He sauntered out of the balcony unsteadily and I stood there watching him walk away with a growing ache forming in my chest.

'I'm sorry, Mikael' I thought as I let out a sharp exhale.

'Go after him' Maya, my wolf urged.

"I can't" I muttered, closing my eyes.

'But, he's our mate'

"That's exactly why I won't go to him" I responded.

The urge to comfort him was strong. This was because of the fact that I was his mate. However, my will was stronger.

****

After that encounter with Mikael in the balcony, I decided to hang out with my new friend and colleague, Lana. We both hung out with her other friend, Marie. By the time I returned to Mikael's house, the time was 8:25pm and Mikael was sprawled on one of the couches in the sitting room. He must've passed out after getting himself completely drunk. I stared at his vulnerable form, noticing how gorgeous he really was. His hair was messy and had fallen over his left eye. His pink lips were parted slightly, his chest heaving with every inhale and exhale. He looked so innocent and peaceful this way, especially since he wasn't frowning as usual.

My gaze trailed over the scar on his face and I sighed, wondering how he'd gotten the scar. It must have really hurt him a lot. I glanced at him one more time before ascending the staircase, hoping that I wouldn't get lost again. Why on Earth would he live in such a big house? It's not like he can occupy the whole rooms.

****

The next morning, I awoke to the annoying shrill noise coming from my alarm clock. Groaning sleepily, I switched it off and sat up in bed. I yawned and rubbed my eyes with my fists. Then, I stared at the high ceiling for a moment, sighing when I realized that I wasn't back home in Michigan. I really needed to get an apartment soon. I'm really not going to burden my boss by staying here in his house for a long time. I moved the duvet aside and rose to my feet. I sauntered into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, humming under my breath. An hour later, I was trying not to get lost in the large passage way. I was starving and was trying to figure out where the kitchen was. But then, I heard the sounds of painful heaving coming from the master bedroom. Just great.

How did I get here again?

I winced when the retching sounds didn't stop. It was definitely Mikael and I felt bad for him. Hangovers are nasty bitches. So, I decided to find the kitchen at all cost, make breakfast for myself and a hangover breakfast for Mikael and get ready for work.

I found it a little strange that he was that sick from alcohol. He gave off alpha vibes most of the time. If he was an alpha, he was supposed to be able to get over a hangover real quick.

By luck, I was able to find the kitchen and with the help of Lisa, I was able to make breakfast.

As I sat in the dinning room, digging into my breakfast, Mikael walked in and dropped down on one of the chairs. It was clear that he'd had a rough night. His tired eyes were bloodshot and he was awfully pale. There were dark circles under his eyes and he looked like he was one step away from passing out, which was also odd.

"Morning" I said, giving him a smile. He grunted tiredly and rested his head on the table. "Bad hangover?" I said and he glared at me.

"Sorry" I mumbled and he looked away. I rose to my feet and handed him an Advil and a glass of water.

"Thanks" he muttered and began to dig into his breakfast.

My curiosity overshadowed me, so I decided to satisfy it.

"You're an alpha, aren't you?" I asked. He raised his head and met my gaze. He was silent for a moment. His stare made me feel absolutely intimidated.

"You don't have to give me an answer" I mumbled, lowering my gaze.

"I was."

My head snapped up and I looked at him, my eyes wide.

"I was banished. I haven't been able to shift since then. I get hangovers. I heal slowly, but not as slow as a human. Is your curiosity satisfied now?" He said and continued to eat.

It was amazing how he'd told me all that with a straight face. I felt bad for him already. Although I found myself wanting to know more about him, I kept my mouth shut.

"Are you sure you'll be able to work today?" I asked but he didn't respond.

"Mr Kane?"

He shut his eyes and rubbed his temples, looking even more drained.

"Don't" he croaked and I frowned.

"Don't- Just don't call me that"

"Um- okay?" I said.

We remained quiet for a while, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of our cutleries making contact with each other. He suddenly heaved a sigh and put down his cutleries. "I won't be going to the office today since I'll be working from home. So, do me a favor" he said, rising to his feet. "What favor?" I asked. "Try not to flirt with Lorenzo or any of my male employees"

I blinked, surprised. Since when have I ever done that? Gosh, he's unbelievable!

I watched him as he trudged the stairs, holding onto the rails for support. He really didn't look okay and I must admit that I was worried about him.

***

The next day, Mikael resumed work at the office but for certain reasons, he had started to act really cold and rude again. He seemed to be in a very sour mood and he looked like he hadn't slept a wink the previous night. It made me wonder if he had been having nightmares.

I flinched in my chair when the ringing of the telephone on my desk suddenly snapped me out of my myriad of thoughts.

Sighing, I picked the call.

"Ms. Kennedy," Mikael said and I sat up.

"Yes?"

"I need you in my office, right now" he ordered and I frowned.

"Alright, sir"

The line went dead and I rose to my feet, straightening my skirt. When I got to his office, I lightly knocked on the heavily tinted glass doors.

"Come in" came Mikael's reply. As soon as I walked in, a bunch of papers came hurtling towards my face.

"I honestly can't believe you would make such silly mistakes. Get those corrected, right away" he said, not even looking up from his laptop.

Embarrassed, I bent down to pick up the rest of the papers and just as I made to leave his office, his cold voice stopped me.

"Get me tomorrow's schedule before hand" he said and I nodded stiffly.

He's such a pain!

***

Several hours later, I realized that I had forgotten to bring Mikael's schedule for the next day to him. Alarmed, I quickly printed it out and started to hurry towards his office. As soon as I opened the door to his office, we bumped into each other and I lost my balance, the heel of one of the pairs of my shoes, breaking off. Mikael's arms immediately wound up around me, breaking my fall. My eyes widened when I realized how close we were. My hands were clutching the front of his shirt while I gazed at him, my gaze suddenly drifting to his lips.

His eyes were swimming with an alien emotion. Whatever it was, it made his eyes less cold. It was at this point that I unconsciously went down the memory lane.

*Flashback*

"No? Who in their right mind would reject a trip to Disneyland?" Altan asked me and I giggled.

"Of course I want to go to Disneyland but I want you to come with me"

"That's not happening" he said, shaking his head.

"Why not?"

"I'm 23 years old and my name is Emmett Gregory, I am not going to do that" he said and I rolled my eyes.

"You're merely overreacting!"

"No, I'm not"

"You are! Hey, wait up!" I exclaimed as I ran after him. Just as soon as I finally caught up with him, I lost my footing and the heel of my boots came off. With a shriek, I started to fall forward but Altan grabbed me, his strong arms breaking my fall. He pressed a butterfly kiss to my lips.

"You clumsy little princess" he drawled and I frowned.

"I am not clumsy!"

***

"Um, guys? What's going on?" Lorenzo's voice snapped us back to reality and we instantly pulled away, looking like we had just been caught doing something illegal.

Lorenzo entered Mikael's office and I cleared my throat when Mikael's gaze rested on me. He held out a hand and I gave him the schedule print out.

"You saw something too, didn't you?" He whispered and retreated into his office, leaving me stunned to silence.

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