Alpha s Captive

The library was one of those places where Jenny felt perfectly safe, as if the outside world didn't exist. His days unfolded in a simple, almost predictable rhythm: the smell of old paper, the soft crackle of turning pages, and the absolute calm of his colleagues and visitors. Lyon, with its cobbled streets and gray skies, had always seemed like a peaceful cocoon to her. She would never have imagined that a simple literary event would turn everything upside down.

That morning, she had prepared carefully. She hesitated for a while about what to wear, but in the end she opted for a simple, black dress, which she often wore when she wanted to blend into the crowd without attracting attention. Literary events weren't really her playground. But when her colleague Alice told her about a best-selling author, Bill Aldridge , who was coming to give a talk, Jenny saw the perfect opportunity. to escape a little from your routine.

The hotel building where the event was held was imposing, one that seemed to come from a bygone era, but where opulence was still relevant. The large room was filled with voices, discreet laughter, murmurs of excitement. Jenny felt a little out of place in this world of pretentious literary world. She wasn't a writer, she wasn't a celebrity, she was just a librarian.

As she walked towards the conference room, a warm voice startled her.

"You seem a little lost, miss. »

Jenny looked up, her heart beating harder than it should. A tall man with a magnetic presence stood before her. His features were marked, hard but attractive, and his intense blue gaze seemed to probe every corner of his being. Bill Aldridge . The famous author. But it was much more than that. He was an Alpha, a man whose reputation far surpassed his career as a writer. She had seen a photo of him in the newspapers, but nothing prepared her for the reality of his stature. He was imposing. Charismatic. And somehow, he gave off an unmistakable aura of power.

Jenny struggled to find her words. "I...I'm a little late. I was just looking for my seat. »

He gave her a smile, the one that seemed to warm the entire room, and with a simple wave of his hand, invited her to follow him.

"Let me accompany you, then. »

She didn't know why, but she followed his invitation without question. His legs seemed to move on their own, as if hypnotized by this strange aura that emanated from him. They crossed the room, and Bill, while speaking to her in a seemingly casual manner, managed to attract the attention of several guests to them. Jenny felt a pang of discomfort. It wasn't usual for her to be the center of attention.

They arrived at a small table off to the side, and Bill pointed to the chair in front of him.

"You seem far out of your element, Jenny. It's rare to see a librarian among this kind of crowd. »

Surprised that he knew her name, Jenny raised an eyebrow. "How do you know my name? »

"I'm a keen observer. » He added, laughing softly, "I notice interesting people. »

Jenny suddenly felt caught in a whirlwind of questions, of emotions that she couldn't define. She was just a simple librarian, after all. Why would Bill Aldridge be interested in her?