Lulu
“So,” Alpha Caspian said, “what’s your answer, Lulu?”
His voice was calm. The kind of calm that told me he wouldn’t accept half-truths or polite smiles. I stood in the middle of the boutique, surrounded by expensive outfits that felt more intimidating than a room full of Alphas.
Honest. The word dried out my throat.
I glanced left, then right, searching for anything that could distract him. Mirrors. Mannequins. The exit. Even the price tags, which honestly made me want to faint.
“Alpha, I…”
The sound was loud and sharp. It naturally came from my own stomach.
I froze. My face burned. In my entire life, I’d never been this grateful to be hungry.
Alpha Caspian went quiet for a few seconds. Then his eyebrow lifted slightly. For the first time since the conversation began, he let o
