I had almost strangled the CEO, thrown water at myself, been told to GET OUT, got lost in a forest, fallen from a tree, sprained my ankle, got cornered by a wild animal, slapped it, run from it, been sat on and licked by it, passed out, torn my skirt, been chased by half a dozen hospital staff, flashed the CEO, been hugged by him multiple times, experienced extreme pain and abruptly fallen asleep. A shrill irritated embarrassed shriek emitted by me broke the thick silence in the room, as I simultaneously squeezed my eyes shut and pulled at my hair. I was so EMBARRASSED!!! At least the rooms were sound proof so I didn't need to worry about half the country barging into my room with guns and swords looking for a serial killer, terrorist or rapist. I sighed deeply and held my head in my hands. I had just started working here yesterday and had already needed to take a week off. I didn't know how Mr. Penson was putting up with this. And poor Mr. Talon must have been flooded with extra work. I felt terrible. I had woken up in my bed late in the evening yesterday. Mr. Talon had been there with me looking worried as always. He had told me I had fallen asleep feeling exhausted from the pain. He also said that Mr. Penson had told me to take the rest of the week off. I had been against the idea, but I knew that presently I was fairly handicapped. I would only be a hindrance at work, slowing everyone down. So much had transpired yesterday, and I could make out neither head nor tail of it. The tingles, the incomplete rejection line, that talk about a mystery girl and the CEO being called as the Alpha Supreme which, regardless of being a rather impressive title, only added to my lack of understanding. Then there was that large, dark, brown eyed wolf and its bizarre soft corner towards me. And when I had started falling to the ground for the hundredth time yesterday, why had Mr. Talon screamed Luna? What did Luna mean? Had he been addressing me when he said it? Maybe he was calling someone else. Maybe it was just someone's name, but I hadn't seen anyone else around though. Then there was Mr. Penson. He had been extremely understanding about all my atrocious mishaps. As grateful as I was to him for that, I couldn't help but wonder where this unexplainable kindness was coming from. Any other boss would have fired me at least half a dozen times by now. But not Mr. Penson, oh no. Throughout the day his calm demeanor had not once been shaken, and the mysterious knowing glint in his eye had only grown with time. Question was, knowing what? A lot more than me, that's for sure, I thought with a sigh. Moving on...to the CEO. The CEO was a huge enigma to me. I couldn't understand him at all. He did all these bizarre things, not just to me, but even to himself, like when his eyes had suddenly turned dark and then sprouted bright golden streaks only to disappear into thin air again. That wasn't normal! So had I just imagined it? And speaking of golden streaks, there was also the matter of that thin golden streak that ran through his thick dark hair...just like with the wolf...and I was quite sure that that wolf had been the same one which was depicted on our company's logo. But...what did all this mean? My dream suddenly replayed in my mind and I suddenly came to a haphazard conclusion. The CEO was a Wolf! As quickly as the thought had entered my mind, it also disappeared, as my hand came up to my face and I slapped myself hard across the cheek. Hissing at the pain, I glared at my hand as my inner voice of reason spoke up. Stop having these insane thoughts or you'll be back in that hospital before the end of the day! But the wolf was definitely the one on our logo, so did the people here know about the wolf? Maybe it was a domestic wolf, a pet! Better yet, maybe it was not a wolf at all, and just a big dog! A really really really big dog. The kind that grow to be the size of lions or bears. There are no such dogs! A dog addicted to steroids then, but what would a dog need steroids for? My eyebrow twitched in irritation. To think I was actually giving so much thought to a dog being on hormonal medication! I was going crazy! Maybe that was it! Maybe that's why Mr. Talon had screamed Luna when I had started falling. Luna must be short for lunatic! I groaned and rubbed my temples. A soft chime caught my attention and my eyes zeroed in on my laptop. A chat message! It was from Mr. Talon who was checking up on me. I told him I was alright and was tempted to call him to reassure him because he continued to ask me again and again if I was really okay, and also because he was extremely slow at typing. I asked him to send me some work and after much pestering he reluctantly agreed. Mr. Talon had said that the guys who had found me in the woods had also found my bag and had left it in the office in the lost and found department. So I asked him about it. I waited impatiently as I saw the words 'person is typing' flashing on the screen. After what seemed like half a century Mr. Talon's reply appeared on my screen. Yes. Will brong it to you thos evening. I stared at the screen for a few seconds wondering how on earth he had managed to take so long to type such few words, and still spelt them wrong! He didn't seem like the kind of person who would be bad with spellings. But I felt incredibly relieved. Smiling, I quickly thanked him for the big help and he replied with a thumbs up emoji. Mr. Talon was really growing on me. I felt strangely at ease around him. Yes, he was extremely uptight and strict about rules but his intentions were all good and big-hearted, just like him. He was such a darling! As were the guys who had taken me to the hospital. I'd have to thank them later for everything. Bless you good Samaritans! I thought whole heartedly. While I waited, my thoughts kept drifting to the mysterious Mr. Penson, the bipolar CEO, and the steroidal dog. Thankfully I soon received a mail from Mr. Penson. He had also asked how I was doing and sent some documents attached to the mail that I needed to work on. I quickly typed a reply telling him that I was alright. Then I eagerly opened the documents and scanned through the details of what I needed to do. I quickly got to work, putting all my concentration into the documents. I was finished much sooner than I had anticipated and after sending my work to Mr. Penson and not having anything else to do I soon felt irritation creeping into my system again as all of yesterday's events bombarded my mind. Soon I was back to square one where I wanted to pull at my hair and gnaw my eyes out. I shrieked pulling at my hair, shaking my head and banging the bed all the same time.