TRISTAN
"You want what?" Selene asked in surprise.
The fire in her eyes reminded me of how she looked after I brought us to the restaurant, her feelings practically radiating off her in waves. She had been so adorable, her arms crossed over her chest and a scowl on her face.
But what entertained me the most was how quickly her anger shifted to jealousy and possessiveness the second the waitress had greeted me like she knew me.
"Your usual table, Alpha?" the woman had asked, smiling warmly.
Selene had gone stiff. She had tried to act indifferent like she didn't care, but I could see through her act.
I had seen jealousy before, but on Selene? It was adorable. The slight narrowing of her eyes, the way she looked everywhere but at me, the forced indifference in her tone when she finally
