Chapter 112: Smelling like Alpha

“I relapsed,” she grins, “You and I are the drug I should have never tasted.”

“Agree to disagree,” I swallow, kissing her forehead. “You're likely my favourite drug.”

“Likely?” she frowns, propping up on her elbow. I know I've said the wrong thing because she appears offended. “Who is the definite? Ella?”

I pause, trying to decipher whether she's serious or joking with me. “No.”

“You hesitated,” she says, playfully smacking my forehead.

I frown at that, “Only because I was offended that you'd make her an option right alongside you.”

“You've done it, I didn't.” she casually remarks. “You're the one who thinks she's better than me.”

“That's different, damsel.”

“Hmm,” she nods. “So then I'm good enough to fuck but not a good enough spouse?” I open my mouth to explain why I said it's different, why I ended up with Mariella but that's a hard truth we promised not to tackle. “No, don't try to explain, I get it.” She nods, “I've got ears, I've been hearing your taunts and