ISOBEL
My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for Mason’s response to Alpha Francis’s question. Mason sat still, and his face was as blank as ever.
“Oh, who’s he going to pick?” A lady by my side commented.
“He better pick the hottest one because Alpha Francis organized this party specifically for him.” Another lady replied.
“You know, for a moment there, I thought Alpha Francis wouldn’t throw a party for Alpha Mason since he’s always so strict, but here we are.” The first lady spoke again.
Another woman chimed in with a laugh, “How can you think that? Like you don’t know Alpha Francis and his womanizing nature.”
I didn’t know if I should continue listen to them or look to see who Mason would pick, that’s if he would pick because he looked uninterested like he didn’t want to be the
