Sophia
If I said I wasn’t aware of him, I’d be lying.
I could feel him even before I saw him, the steady rhythm of his movements behind the counter, the low warmth of his voice as he spoke to customers, that faint, woodsy scent that always seemed to trail in the air wherever he went.
Erick. The Alpha King himself, now wearing an apron and serving coffee as though he had never commanded armies or ruled over territories.
Every day since he’d appeared here as the “new employee,” I’d tried to convince myself that he didn’t exist, that his presence didn’t disturb the fragile peace I’d built for myself.
I told myself to ignore him, to go about my duties like I always did before he came into the picture.
But the truth?
Every single time my eyes caught his… my heart betrayed me.
I hated
