Linked Souls

Cristian clenched his fists, feeling the nails break the flesh under them, in order to avoid hitting the man in front of him. Serguei, the alpha of his pack, looked him up and down with a mischievous smile on his face, enjoying the scene, teasing the minors was always a great pleasure for him. He watched as his beta relaxed his muscles, giving up in the end, something totally alien to his nature, but it was the best solution to a war he couldn't win.

-And then, I have no opinion on this matter- Cristian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand

-Well no, it's an order from your alpha-

-There are a few out there who spend the damn day doing nothing- he almost shouted indignantly referring to his other companions

-But I want it to be you, I have a good hunch- Sergei settled on the back of the immense Victorian style seat taking some pending documents on the table and going through them.

Cristian did not reply. Once he began to do his homework, the conversation ended and it was not advisable to resume it, despite being a fair and respectful person, his character was not known for being pleasant when he was disturbed.

-Then I will retire- he left the office.

Sergei waited for the sound of the door closing and dropped the papers he was falsely going over. He smiled again, satisfied, showing his long canines. The house would go crazy from now on. He was sure of it.

***

A black Mercedes pulled up in front of the large building with a huge sign in gold letters with the name of the Book Palace. Cristian got out of it, leaving the key for one of the doormen to park it. He went to the reception where a young woman who ate him from head to toe received it, he knew it caused that reaction in women, but he still did not get used to it, for that was Dylan, the most womanizing guy he knew, even He did not understand how he could wallow with three girls in the same night and be with his livid to the maximum the next minute. Paying attention to the girl again, she motioned for him to sit in a small glass-walled room to her left.

The wait lasted about 10 minutes, until a woman slightly older than the previous one came in and greeted him, taking him by the hand.

-Mr Steik, good morning, sorry for the delay, I'm Ania Loure, the President's secretary.

Ania handed him a brochure full of papers and another envelope with documents to sign.

-In the first one are the indications of your role as bodyguard and how you should behave and, thus, the reasons for your hiring. Our President is very demanding.

Cristian began to read about how he should dress, how to address her in public, as well as her availability and other responsibilities. Below all of them there were some points in blue that caught his attention

-And these are- he asked

-The real reason we hired you- The secretary crossed her hands nervously on the table. The man could smell her discomfort- The President is constantly harassed.

Crist put the papers aside and listened to her words, something told him that she knew more than what was printed on those sheets of paper.

-For four years there has been someone trying to assassinate her, first it started with letters but for a few months they have persecuted her and if it weren't for her previous bodyguards she would have been in the hospital longer or worse, you know what I mean-

-So you are telling me that your boss's life is hanging by a thread, and that it is my job not to break that thread- She nodded- Has it been reported to the police yet? - He knew it was a he asks with an obvious answer but still he asked.

- There was even an investigation but they didn't find anything. For a while they put protection on her but that did not solve things, so the President decided to hire her own security-

-And that's where I come in- Cristian pursed his lips, that was going to be a busy job.

It was not the first time he had played the role of bodyguard, in case he specialized in the subject, but the situation was not as simple as the dark woman in front of him described. Before him, 3 more men had occupied the position, who had asked to be discharged, almost always due to physical harm or because of the behavior of the employer. It was to be expected of a rich lady, with power and being in danger.

-Well, let's sign those papers and take me to meet my new boss- Ania gladly handed him the pen and minutes later they were exiting the elevator on the 5th floor. 

Cristian was impressed with the totally different decoration from the rest of the building. The first floors were decorated in pastel colors and many posters. For its part, this floor was decorated practically everything in white, black and red. The floor, polished black marble. The pearly white walls, while the furniture had been strategically placed so that the red velvet blends in with the environment. One point for the interior decorator, he would have to get his number, as his alpha was already having enough trouble to realize that his huge mansion needed a makeover.

Ania led him down the hall to the door of the publishing house's most important office. The voice that came from the other side froze every muscle in his body. The air concentrated in his lungs and the blood went straight to his groin, to that specific point that brought him to full arousal in a moment and his canines stung on his lower lip as they involuntarily increased in length. For the first time in a long time, after years of searching, and having surrendered, Cristian felt his partner on the other side of the door.