Semua Bab The Alpha's Beta: Once Rejected, Now Desired: Bab 1 - Bab 6

Elora's POV Crossing my legs over his, I wrapped my arms around Zeke's neck as I leaned in, placing a kiss. He responded, deepening the kiss. In a few seconds, I broke free, gasping for breath. I placed his hands on my butt chicks and was about to continue from where I stopped when he evaded my lips, standing myself. It took all my strength to stop myself from falling. "Is anything wrong?" I asked, confused. He shook his head. "I'm sorry Elora, but I can't." "Can't what?" "I can't do it!" He snapped. Anger flickered across his face for a second. "I'm sorry, it's just that things have changed. I mean, you have changed." I arched my brow. "I still don't get you, Zeke. What are you talking about?" He chuckled slightly, racking his hair. "I'm sure you know. I mean look at you—" He gestured towards my body. "You aren't the way you used to be. You are a lot chubbier now, and I feel weird touching you." I snickered, blinking back the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. "Th

Elora's POV I was refilling the napkin holder when I saw him—khakis too tight with a smirk too wide for his face. He was the kind of guy who would think calling a waitress “sweetheart” was charming. I kept my head down, hoping he’d just order and go. But then I caught it—his hand. It was sliding low and sneaky toward Annie’s butt while she bent down to grab a dropped fork. “Don’t,” I said, loud enough to make him freeze. He chuckled. “Relax, babe, I was just—” “I said don’t.” I said , cutting him off as I stepped forward. “You touch her, and I’ll make sure your fingers bend the wrong way before you even think of ‘just joking’ again.” His smirk dropped. He looked around like someone might back him up, but no one did. “I—I was leaving anyway,” he mumbled, retreating like a kicked dog. Annie straightened, still holding the fork, eyes wide. “Elora…” “You okay?” I asked, my tone softening. She nodded slowly, a small laugh escaping her lips. “I think you just became my favorit

Elora's POV I stared at the pair in front of me, trying to decide if I should go with pink or red. After getting paid at a grocery store, I used the salary to pay off some of our debts, house bills, and some luxurious stuff Zeke had gotten for the house. I decided to use what was left to do some lingerie shopping. But from the figures on the price tag, I could only afford one. And I couldn't figure out which one to go for—red or pink. Red was my favorite color, but pink would definitely make me look a lot younger. I was about to feel the texture of both of them when one of the patrons at the store held my hand back. "If you're going to keep staring at them without wanting to buy, then I think you shouldn't touch them," He said, arms crossed and a frown etched into his features. "Oh, no. I think you got it all wrong. I want to buy it." He was stunned at first, then he crouched over, laughing. When he straightened, he wiped invincible tears from his face. "Yeah, right. Like