June.
“I would have thought you were stalking me, Alpha,” I said and leaned against the car, the ride was slow, he probably did that because of me.
I dabbed my eyes, I couldn’t believe I cried in front of him, I never wanted him to see that part of me.
Vulnerable.
He didn’t speak, and the ride went on.
I just got to Emerald Pack. I was still at the airport, when I saw him, standing with his driver behind him, he was the least person I had expected to see right there, waiting.
He never said he was waiting for me, but a business partner who was supposed to be there but he never came and that was how our path crossed.
It sounded fair, and I didn’t bother pushing him with my words.
I held tight to his handkerchief as if I didn’t want to give it back.
“I was supposed to get my
