Nicole's POV
"What?" Alexander's eyes widen. "Harry? Harry Brooks is your mate?"
"Yes," I affirm once more. "And he cheated on me."
Alexander frowns. "I'm sorry to hear that," he says.
"Alphas, they're all playboys," I reply.
"Not me," he counters.
"Ha, most Alphas won't admit it until they're caught red-handed," I insist.
Alex opens his mouth, trying to respond, but ultimately stays silent. "Would you like to hear my story?" I offer. "Maybe talking about it will help me feel better."
"Of course," he says solemnly. "Please go on."
"Take a seat," I suggest, gesturing to the sofa opposite me.
Alexander sits down, his posture straight, his expression a mix of sympathy, anger, and a subtle, protective instinct.
I adjust my position, letting my cashmere cardigan slip slightly off my
