Lesley's POV
“I doubt it,” he answered honestly and avoided eye contact. My stomach curled. Damn it! He really liked her. “She hates my guts, not yours.”
I froze on the spot and looked at my mate. I had initially opened my mouth to apologize; until I realized his stupid answer. Was he serious? He was! And for the life of me, I couldn’t stop the sarcastic snort that slipped from my lips.
“You know nothing about women, do you?” I sighed, shaking my head unable to believe how gullible my mate was – and an alpha at that!
He glanced in my direction but didn’t answer. His eyes darkened, and he looked like he was talking to his wolf again. Or mind-linking someone?
Asking about a book on women I bet, I thought, earning a giggle from my wolf. He was adorability clueless. Heck, I was a woman an
