Slaved To The Alpha

Grant’s POV

It’s already night, and the preparations for the stupid Annual pack gathering are still underway. When is this going to end? I’m not really excited to go even from the start. I don’t even want to host this Annual Pack Gathering, but I do not have any choice. They forced me to do it. So I’m just going to make them work overtime so that it’ll finish ahead of schedule. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do at this point. I already had them work overtime for the past couple of days before the guests even started arriving. Hopefully, they won’t complain about one more night of hard work.

“Grant?” Someone suddenly approached me from behind, and I thought something had gone wrong for a moment there.

“Yeah? What do you need?” I said in a concerned tone of voice, and I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make it out of here without even complaining so much.

“Umm… about the preparations for the Annual Pack Gathering, it’s the lighting. They’re not working as they’re intended to.”

This is what they’re worried about? Do I have to fix everything myself? I’m the one supervising and making sure that they are doing their jobs. I’m very sure that I had assigned each one of them to a specific job and position that they are supposed to excel at, so why are there so many of them complaining about the job I assigned them to do?

Do they even know what their jobs are? They all told me what they were good at, and that’s why I assigned them to their jobs.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Can I just ask you something? Who is supposed to be in charge of the lighting?” I said in a serious tone of voice since I felt frustrated. I didn’t know if I could hold myself any longer. I was about to burst out, and I couldn’t hold my anger any longer.

She just looked at me with fear in her eyes. She looked like she was about to cry, I don’t want to make girls cry, but that’s not an excuse for them to mess up their jobs, especially since it’s for the Annual Pack Gathering.

She pointed to herself and started to tear up a little bit as she could only stare at the floor and couldn’t make eye contact with me. I thought she was just going to cry in front of me. “I’m sorry, Grant, I’m the one in charge of it, I don’t know how I messed up, but I’ll make sure to fix it up right before the Annual pack gathering starts. I’m sorry again.” She said in a sympathetic tone of voice as she turned away and just walked back to where she was before.

That went better than expected, I thought she was going to beg me or something, but it’s a good thing it didn’t come to that, or else a crowd could’ve formed around us, which isn’t exactly ideal for me right now since I will be the one hosting this stupid Annual Pack Gathering, what a hassle.

“Grant?” Someone then approached me again, it’s like the night would never end, so many complaints. I can’t help every one of you. All of them should be able to know how to adjust, it’s just some simple problem solving under pressure, how is that so hard? Just think of a way to solve your problem without the help of others. If they can’t do any of that, then they are incapable of surviving alone. I guess they’re lucky that they’re in a pack. Who knows how they would survive out there if they can’t even solve one simple tiny problem here with decorations.

“Yes?!” I answered with a frustrated tone of voice, and I couldn’t help it. Everything, every sound, anything that moved just easily stressed me out. I felt like I wasn’t myself. I’m usually composed and laid back, but this time, it was different. I don’t know if I’m going to be like this in the near future, hopefully not.

“Why are you still awake? And most importantly, why are you still making them work? It’s almost midnight, and they should be resting! You should not be working late, and you should not be making them work overtime as well.” He said in a serious tone of voice, and it was Greco. “You’re too tense Grant, please just rest. This isn’t good for you or anyone working here right now. Everyone is tired, including you. So just rest, take a good night’s sleep. You’ll feel better tomorrow when you start again. Or if you don’t want to sleep, then just go outside, take a breather, and for them, dismiss them. Please, you can see in their eyes that every one of them is tired.” He said in a sympathetic tone of voice, and he did have a point, though. Maybe that’s why many of them were complaining, and maybe they can’t focus on their jobs properly.

“Everyone, listen up! Tomorrow, we start early! So that we will be way ahead of schedule! So just take the night off and get some rest!” I shouted. They then all smiled and just left as fast as they could. Greco was right. Everyone was tired, including me. So I guess I should take the night off too, Maybe go outside.

“Thanks, Greco, you go ahead. I think I’ll stay out for a little while longer.”