The Alpha's Mistaken Mate
The man extended his hand and touched my shoulder, and even though I had two layers of clothes on me, I could feel an insane ziggy zap of an electric run up and down my arm.
“Don’t touch me.” I said, almost gasping as I pushed back, using my most freezing tone; the one that made even my persistent sister back off when she's trying to convince me to do something I didn't want to do.
The man gave a curt nod. “Forgive me,” he said smoothly, removing his hand. “I’m sorry I startled you. My name is Galatia.” he finally gave his name, and after a brief hesitation, then he added, ”and I'm taking you to La Saint Suites.
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