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I failed to squeeze any information out from Georgette during lunch but left the eatery with questions arising in my heart for which I wanted answers.

Did he really like me? But then why would he like an insufferable snob? I hadn't been anything but rude towards him until recently. Besides, he couldn't have lost all hope of his mate being dead even if his pack was massacred, could he? I mean, his mate could be from another pack… he was an alpha, after all.

My eyebrows knitted together as I thought about it. I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away.

Nah… he couldn't like me like that. He wouldn't. He was professional at what he did and wouldn't do something stupid like falling for me.

That was just not happening.

As hurtful as it was to me, I decided never to ponder over it ever again. I had more pressing issues that needed urgent attention - like Michael trying to torch the Crimson Crescent.

As I walked through the parking lot towards my car, my phone rang. I
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