Hanna “Alpha …” Ivan stops himself from saying more, his brows furrowed and lips tightly pressed together.I turn around to face Logan, who’s leaning on the wall, his arms crossed.“What did you say?”“You heard me, sweetheart.”“Don’t call me that.”“I’ll think of something else then.” He pushes himself upright, then extends an arm. “You hungry? How does brunch sound?”To say I’m appalled is an understatement. My dad is right over here, probably dying, and he’s asking me out to eat? He’s really asking to be punched.“Excuse me?”“You are excused. Therefore, can we go now?”“Alpha, please don’t do this,” Ivan interjects, a deep frown on his face and a look of disapproval in his hazel eyes.“If we’re playing this game o
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