Eleanor:
I watched as Alpha Killian walked out of the suite, his eyes as hard as stone, making shivers run down my spine for a second before I shook my head, dismissing the thoughts that popped into my head.
The man seemed angrier than I had ever seen him before, and seeing as he wouldn’t even look at me, I couldn’t help but feel an ache in my chest as he walked past me.
“What’s up with him?” Natasha asked, frowning in confusion, and I shook my head, unsure of what might have happened.
“I don’t really know. He was okay a while ago, but now he just seems off,” I said, shaking my head. Natasha nudged me with her shoulder before winking, and I laughed, shaking my head at her, understanding her underlying message. She bit her bottom lip, and I wrapped my arm around her before pulling her toward the suite. We still had a lot of work to do, and whatever was on the Alpha’s mind did not concern me.
To say the least, I knew not to cross limits that I couldn’t afford to mess around with if he chose to grow angry with me.
“So, what are we going to start with first?” Natasha asked, and I shook my head. I usually started with his bedroom and ended with the kitchenette, but I didn’t know what to start with today.
“We can divide the work in half? See if that would cut the time at least?” I asked, wanting to change the routine. Natasha debated for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.