Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chasing the Alpha I Once Rejected : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 18

When Selene reached home, her mood was simmering. Melinda’s snide comments didn’t surprise her, but combined with Jenna’s arrival, they stung. ' Is every woman in this town trying to get under my skin?' And then there was Kyle. The cold, frustrating, impossible Kyle who acted as if none of this affected him. As if she didn’t affect him. By late afternoon, Selene found herself pacing. Should I just… talk to him? She needed to confront him about Jenna. Or at least about that smug look he wore when Jenna was around. She couldn't just let him keep playing her around like this. Before she could overthink it, she called him. However, it rang but he didn't pick up. Angry, Selene dialed it again.This time, the line clicked after a few rings.“Selene,” Kyle's deep voice drawled, slow and rich. “Missing me already?”Her pulse jumped. “Just wanted to know if you’re home.”A low chuckle rumbled through the phone. “You really can’t go a day without hearing my voice, can you?” She rolled he

‎Selene glanced at the natural femme fatale who'd just walked in. ‎ ‎She wore a jean jacket over a crop top and matching pants. Her heels complimenting her long straight legs, while a pair of bangles adorned her wrists. ‎ ‎If Selene was pretty then Clara was just hot. ‎ ‎She had her burnt blonde hair flaxen behind her delicately squared shoulders. Selene couldn't help but roll her eyes at her older sister's extravagant appearance. She's always been like this. ‎ ‎Clara's voice rang out like a trumpet blast wrapped in a velvet ribbon. "Oh my, is that why you moved all the way back home, dear sister?" ‎ ‎Selene didn’t flinch. She just moved her gaze back and kept her hand firmly around her coffee mug. She calmly took a sip, as though Clara’s dramatic arrival had been announced hours ago. ‎ ‎"Hello to you too, Clara. Relax on the heavy make-up, it won't hide that you're getting old." she said finally, eyes flickering upward. ‎ ‎Clara laughed as she strode in,

‎Selene stood in front of the mirror longer than she should have, tilting her head this way and that, brushing down the silk dress Clara had insisted she wear.‎‎ It was a deep red dress, low enough at the neckline to make her second-guess herself, but not scandalous. ‎‎Her reflection didn’t look like a woman who had survived heartbreak. It looked like someone trying to pretend she was brand new.‎‎“You deserve this,” She whispered to the glass. “A fresh start with Aiden. He is kind. He isn’t Kyle.” She told herself, yet the name tasted bitter on her tongue. No matter how hard she tried to scrub it from her mind, the shadow of Kyle lingered.‎‎ His face, his touch, his voice, his cruel indifference that still managed to burn hotter than Aiden’s sweet words ever could. Selene hated that her heart responded even to his silence.‎‎Why? Because he'd played her all too well. And she couldn't get him out of her mind now. She was stuck. ‎‎Regardless, Selene shook the thought out of h

‎Back at the restaurant, Aiden and Selene had settled deep into the date. Their eyes traced one another, daring to find something they're both looking for.‎‎“So, Selene. I wanted to say first, that, I'm glad we could finally come out here. You know, just the two of us, alone. And after having been talking for a while, I feel like we're finally getting to know each other even better, don't you think?.” Aiden started, his voice was tender, smooth, but a little reserved. Just the right amount of dignity and politeness. ‎‎Selene grabbed her glass of sparkling white wine that he'd poured her and took a sip before responding with an amused chuckle, one that was rare, yet had been so constant all through this date. ‎‎" Likewise, Aiden. I won't lie, you've really been a great sport. I mean, when we met the other day, I really couldn't do without you having jived in to get me out of my mess." Selene said honestly with a wey smile, shaking her head as she stared in her glass. She wasn't