Raine's POV
I kept looking at my phone, staring at the messages Alpha Desmond sent me.
He texted me when he got home after dropping me off at Sienna's two evenings ago. I responded once, before I became carried away with the scarf I knitted for Sienna. Then yesterday morning, I was busy packing my stuff to go back home. Now, I still couldn't respond to his texts because of the irrational fear that he might see through the text and realize that I was a monster.
Desmond Montari—he never chose Davina before me. He'd been nothing but nice and kind to me since we actually met. He had made me feel seen in ways no one had all my life. The way he looks at me... One would think I molded the universe with my hands.
I hated how my heart skips any time I see him, or even think about him. But I kne
