Eric's POV
It was true that I rarely went to the salon, partly to save time and partly for safety. Going out in such a high-profile manner today was very unusual for me.
My beta, Henry, glanced at the rearview mirror, when I adjusted my glasses, removed my earphones and paused the online meeting. “Alpha Marcus does things his way,” I said. “I prefer to handle matters personally, not depend on others to come to me for every little task.”
I didn’t tell Valeria the true purpose of going to that studio. It was for her. I thought maybe going to that salon could make her happy somehow.
But damn my mouth, I just had to choose a worse approach to answer her question.
Luckily, Valeria seemed skeptical but didn’t press further. I knew it wasn’t because she believed my words. She just chose n
