In Love With The Wrong Alpha

Who I see in this lady’s house startles me, it’s Jack, the deceptive alpha. He is seated on the couch and he looks shocked to see me also. I turned to the lady who owns the beautiful humble home and I decide to interrogate her.

She has no idea who this man is, he is a literal trickster, and he cares for no one else but himself. I don’t want him using her.

“What is he doing here?” I ask her and she chuckles.

“I asked you a question, I did not say a little jokey joke,” I say to her and she looks taken aback but yet answers my question.

“He is a guest here, my guest,” She tells me, and then she walks away from me. By the look on her face, I can tell she is pissed at me. I may have been a bit harsh when I spoke, but nevertheless, I still got my answer.

She walks to the couch and slumps her body down on it. She folds her arms and stares at both of us.

“I am her guest,” Jack says as he stands from the couch and walks over to me. He has had his clothes changed because it is not the same one