Chapter 3

Melanie's POV

My eyes lock on him as I watch through the window. He gets out of his car and walks into the diner with his best friend Ameer on one side and his arm around one of the pack sluts, Kaylee, on the other. It just proves that he’ll stick his dick in anything, but he’s Alpha material, right?

As they walk past, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla smacks me in the face. It’s overwhelming but sweet and mouthwatering. I didn’t know they made perfume that smells like French toast. No wonder all the unmated males are always all over Kaylee; she reminds the poor bastards of food.

They take a seat across the room from us. I swear he’s stalking me or something­ —this is the second time I’ve seen him, and the morning isn’t even over yet.

I can feel the heat of his stare on me, but I keep my gaze fixed in front of me.

“Hey, Bliss, I think I’m going to leave,” I mumble.

She finally breaks away from Patrick. I can only wonder how she went so long without coming up for air. Her face crumbles like a used tissue. “No, Mel, please stay! I promise not to kiss Pat in front of you if it makes you uncomfortable-”

It certainly does, but that’s not what I’m worrying about.

I shake my head. “I’m not talking about you,” I whisper, not caring if he’ll overhear with his wolf senses or not. “The asshole is here.”

She sneaks a glance and grimaces. “Shit, and he’s with Kaylee. When did they start dating?”

“What’s wrong with Kaylee?” Patrick asks, way too loudly.

We both shush him. “Babe, just drink your coffee,” Bliss suggests, sliding the cup his way.

“How could my dad choose that over me?” I ask in frustration. Yes, he’s a good fighter. Yes, he’s intelligent and has good leadership skills. Yes, he’s gorgeous, with perfect features that could dazzle any girl. He’s at least 6’2”, with deep chocolate skin, green eyes that have you feeling like you are floating on a cloud when you gaze into them, and short, curly brown hair that you could pull-

Wait, what am I talking about again? Oh yeah…how much I hate him. He’s a smug, arrogant asshole who doesn’t deserve to be Alpha.

“I told you your dad is just a dick,” Bliss says, pulling me back to reality. “Remember how he acted after you got your wolf?”

I internally cringe at the memory. The day I got my wolf when I turned sixteen, my eyes changed from brown to violet. Dad despised how they made me stand out. He was already ashamed of me, so to him, I had no business bringing more attention to him or myself. Nobody knew why it happened, but I guess the Moon Goddess was like, “How can I make her father hate her more?”

I sigh, burying my face in my arms on the table. “It’s going to be so humiliating when he announces him as Alpha,” I mumble, my words muffled by my folded arms.

“I know, but we’ll get through this together,” Bliss says soothingly.

I peer back up at her with a bleak expression. “And then what, Bliss? Find my mate, become a housewife, and live happily ever after?” My voice is louder than intended, causing everyone in the building, including Jaxon and his crew, to look my way.

Bliss’s eyes widen in shock. “Mel-”

“Just fuck my life,” I snarl, “I need some fresh air.”