Chapter Forty-Seven: Cold and Stoic

STACIE'S POV

I was still sleeping when someone knocked on my door. I opened my eyes groggily.

I had gone to bed really late yesterday because I couldn't fall asleep after Antonie came in, messed with my thoughts and just left without a word.

Seriously, I wonder how an Alpha can have so many mood swings.

Why is it that he looks like he's going to succumb to me in one second and then in the next second, he's asking me to stay away from me and treating me like a whore?

What exactly is he trying to fight? Why does he feel the need to push me away so much?

The knocking resumed and I was forced to pull away from my thoughts.

I got up and walked over to open the door. Seriously though, who is looking for me so early in the morning?

I opened the door and saw a stoic-looking guard standing outside.

Even though he had a serious look on his face, it could not hide his good looks. Of course, his looks can't be compared to Antonie's but that doesn't change the fact that he's actually very