Chained By The Alpha Jessica Hall

"Sitting on your lounge and watching you is not what I had in mind for work," Zayn sighs heavily

"Considering I wasn't planning on coming in here today for now, it will do; just give me a second, and I will give you something to do," he tells me

I walk around the room looking at all the pictures, ones with his family and him as a child to him graduating from university to a picture of him and... me? My heart stopped "What?" I find myself picking up a photo of me

"This was at the pack meeting when I met you." he states, walking up behind me. "what are you

doing with it?" I demand

"I took it while I was sitting across from you." He smirks before returning to his desk

"That's creepy!" I huff as I put it back on his desk. "So, what do you want me to do, Alpha Zayn ?" I ask sarcastically as he glares at me for using his title like that

"My files are right there. Sort them by date, will

you?" he points to a mountain of files at the end of the desk

"Are you serious?" I ask incredulously. He simply raises an eyebrow at me, waiting for an answer. With a huff, I grab the first pile and sit down on the lounge, dumping them on the small coffee table that was vacant in his office. The next few hours pass by boringly slowly as I look through papers after papers on mergers,

takeovers, shares, and deals. I didn't understand it all, but I dated them. I did manage to do just fine until lunchtime came around

"Hungry?" He asks, not looking up from his computer screen. I stood, my back stiff and sore from sitting in one position for so long, before grabbing the next pile of files

"Starving," I tell himNôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Let me finish these emails, and we'll go get something," he tells me. I nod, taking the last few documents back to the coffee table. When I notice my mother's name. "What's this?" I ask him; he glances at me before standing up and, shutting down his computer, and coming over to me while I try to decipher what it is; it looks like land title transfers, but that isn't my mother's signature that much I do remember, I used to always be jealous of her handwriting

"Zayn?" I ask, holding up the documents before noticing the one behind it. I see the official title changeover for my father and Linda

"Show me," Zayn tells me, and I hold out the paper to him, his eyes narrowing before he snatches it off me

"Were you going through my drawers?" he suddenly accuses, shocking me. I stare at him

"What? No, it was in the pile. What is that?" I ask, reaching for the paperwork, but he pulls it away. "And why do you have it?" I demand

Zayn grits his teeth when I reach for it again, and I snatch it from his grip

"Ive been looking into the rogue attack, that is, the land transfer from when your mother handed the pack over to your father and Linda." Zayn finally says

"That's not my mother's signature," I tell him

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"I know. Alpha Greyson had some documents of her, and we compared them," He admits

"Do you recognize the handwriting?" he asks, and I shake my head

"No, it's not Linda's or my father's," I tell them, yet the signature looks like it was done by someone else; the pen used seemingly different despite the color being the same, like it was filled out with a ballpoint pen and the signature was done in some sort of marker pen

"No, but that's not the same pen used up here," I tell him, pointing to the signature. Zayn also nods. "Why do you have this?" I ask him

"I started looking into your mother's death after I met you, but that was approved by the council

for transfer a couple of days before the rogue attack. I tried to get the footage from the council for that day, but we are having trouble locating it because I know that isn't your mother's signature, but she would have had to sign that at the council with a witness. Unfortunately, the witness is dead." Zayn tells me. My brows furrow when I see the witness's name, and I

gasp

"Your father...." Zayn nods, and I shake my head. "This doesn't make any sense," I tell him

"I know, but Alpha Greyson and I are looking into it," we'll figure it out; I wasn't expecting you to see that. I thought I put it away. Clearly, I forgot." he says, angry at himself

"Why were you even looking into her?"

"L was trying to find a way out for you. I was

hoping to find something to stop your father from marrying you off so it wouldn't turn into this mess it has now," he admits

"Come on, I will show you around this side of the city and we'll get something to eat," He says,

grabbing my hand and dragging me along with him

"But..."

"We need more information, we have no idea who signed that without the old footage or without the witness to confirm if your mother truly did go into the council to sign that, but I know my father I know he wouldn't have witnessed it, if it wasn't her." Zayn tells me

"So, what now?" I ask him

"We carry on until we can prove otherwise and I

know the other packs are up to something, right now we just need to bide our time and figure out what it is going on while we also try to figure out who signed this." He tells me, tossing the file on his desk and grabbing my hand. We make our way to the elevator and soon we are driving through the city center

"Where are we going?" I ask him as he heads

down a road leading to the club where I last saw Deacon

"To get something to eat, then I am dropping you home." he states