Dante’s pov
I sat back down and sighed. It’s better if she leaves.
I don’t want her or anyone to see me like this.
“Fine, but please tell me where you will be staying. I need to pick you up late on Sunday,” I said and there was silence.
I heard a few footsteps headed for the door.
I am an Alpha, why am I getting so emotional?
I was angry when I heard her tell Sasha that she would leave.
But now I feel something else, I feel extreme despair and sadness.
And seeing that man made this even worse.
I listened carefully and realized that she hadn’t opened the door.
I looked up so I could see what she was still doing.
Her eyes were on me and I tried avoiding eye contact but it was too late.
“Are you crying?” she asked me and I shook my head.
“I am an Alpha, I don’t cry,” I answe
