Chapter 11

Layla typed noisily on her computer as she had a lot of work that had been piled up for her; Nolan had instructed that she finish up before he returned back from his meeting.

She was still engrossed in her work when she heard some footsteps walking towards her. She lifted her head to see a woman nicely dressed standing before her.

"Good day, how can I help you?" Layla asked politely, wondering who the woman might be. As far as she was concerned, she was not an employee here.

"I want to see Nolan," the lady requested, staring intently at Layla, who found her gaze uncomfortable.

"The President is currently having a meeting, please wait for him," she said, returning to her work. Curious to know about the strange lady, from the way she called Nolan, one would think that they were a thing. She never knew that Nolan had a girlfriend.

"Okay," the lady flashed a smile at Layla before going to sit down.

A few moments later, a male figure walked in, and the lady immediately stood up, rushing to him.

"Nolan," she called in excitement, and she wrapped her hands around him.

"Carla, what are you doing here?" He questioned, pulling Carla away from him as he looked irritated.

"I came to see you, why else will I be here?" She giggled as Nolan began to walk into his office, Carla walking behind him.

Layla watched them walk into Nolan's office until the door was shut closed. She snorted in sarcasm, returning to her work. 'So he has a girlfriend?' she thought to herself. She felt an unexplainable feeling when she thought about that but decided to brush it off as it was none of her business.

IN NOLAN'S OFFICE

"Why are you here?" Nolan questioned, pulling off his coat as he took his seat.

"I came to see you," Carla replied, taking her seat as well opposite him.

"Don't tell me you came all the way from the pack to see me?"

"Yes, I came to see you, I've missed you," Carla said, and Nolan glanced sideways at her.

"You don't even call, Nolan. You've not been to the pack for three months, and you never called to ask about me, that's not fair," she pouted, and she folded her arms across her chest.

"I was busy," came his curt reply.

"And it's not as if I'm obligated to call you," he added in a cold voice, and Carla's face fell in disappointment. When was he ever going to look at her? It's been five years now, and he still fails to notice her.

"You should have at least still called," she mumbled.

"Alright," she braced herself up.

"The second reason I'm here is to pass some information to you about the pack," she began.

"What is it?"

"Wolfsbane was found in our pipelines, the ones supplying water straight to the pack," she informed, and Nolan abruptly stopped what he was doing.

"How is that possible?" He questioned.

"I don't know; someone obviously planted it there, but thankfully it was spotted by Darren before it could cause any damage." Darren was Nolan's beta and oversaw everything that went on in the pack whenever Nolan was not around, while Xander was his gamma, the one who usually went around with the Alpha.

"How is Darren dealing with it now?" He asked; if there was one thing Nolan cared the most about in his life right now, it was his people.

"Pretty well, we've increased the security, and he's trying to catch the perpetrators," she responded, fixing her gaze on Nolan, who had a worried look on his face.

"You don't have to worry about anything; we're dealing quite fine, everyone is safe," she assured warmly.

"You can go now," he dismissed her, and Carla's face wore a state of shock. She's not even spent up to thirty minutes, and he was dismissing her.

"But I just arrived; you should at least treat me to a meal, take me out on a tour and" she listed on, but a glare from Nolan was enough to shut her up.

"You've been in New York long enough to know around this place; you can get some food on your way back to the pack if you're hungry," he said, and Carla bit her lips in anger, trying hard to control her rage.

"Okay, I will," she managed to say through gritted teeth.

"You can inform Darren that I'll be at the pack tonight to check things out for myself," he stated.

"Really??" Carla exclaimed, as her joy knew no bounds. Nolan is coming to the pack.

"Yes," he confirmed.

"Great!!"

"There's no need for me to leave now; we can leave together at night," she suggested, wanting to spend some more time with him.

"You can leave; I have something to deal with. I'll be there at midnight," he declined, waving her off.

"Don't worry, Nolan; I can wait," she voiced out, her face beaming with smiles.

"Leave Carla," he growled at her, and her smile instantly fell.

"I'll leave, bye," she waved sullenly, as she dragged her feet to the door. He didn't even bother to wave back at her. She would just have to persevere a little more; Nolan will definitely be here; with time, he'll forget his dead mate.

She stepped out to see Layla working on some files. Something just didn't sit well with her about the new secretary, and she didn't like her.

"Hey, what's your name?" She asked Layla coldly.

"It's Layla," Layla responded startled at the way Carla approached her.

"Layla, Layla," Carla repeatedly said as she observed Layla. Dark brown straight hair that stopped above her shoulders, brown eyes and overall, cute.

"Don't think of trying anything with Nolan, or I wouldn't hesitate to break your bones," she threatened as Layla stared at her perplexed.

"I don't get you," Layla uttered, she can't just work up to her and begin to threaten her.

"Of course, you won't; you will when I catch you trying to seduce Nolan, till then have a good day," she smiled walking away from Layla.

"What a delusional woman, I wonder where he picked her from," Layla shook her head.

"If you feel insecure about your boyfriend, you can as well hold him tight; he probably doesn't find you attractive," she mumbled to herself as she tried hard to control her anger; that bitch just made her very angry.

"I'll break your bones next time instead."

"Break whose bones?" Someone asked from behind her as she turned to see Nolan standing there.