A third chance

Alpha Ethan's POV:

Throughout the concert, I noticed Zoey looked comfortable as she watched the play on the stage. With a daggering glare, I looked at Lord Philip, who met my gaze, and I frowned. I hated his guts; the fact that he almost broke my relationship with Zoey angered me even more.

After the concert came to an end, Zoey and I walked out of the hall and met Philip at the door. It was as if he was waiting for us, and I was right when he saw us and approached us.

“Alpha Ethan,” he called with a smirk, which I found very annoying. “I can see that you are back with your mate,” he said, making me grit my teeth and wanting to move closer to him, but Zoey stopped me by placing a hand on my shoulder.

With clenched fists, I glared at him and wished I could punch him in the face, but Zoey's hand on my shoulder stopped me. “I did not approach you for a fight; rather, I want to say a few words to you and make peace,” he said, which surprised me. I wasn't expecting such words from him.

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