Rewriting Fate With The Alpha I Hate
“Stop. You are being weird. You are a man, don’t use such cheesy words.”
If someone walks in hearing this weird declaration of affection, they might think the wrong thing.
On second thought, Hansel doesn’t have a mate. He barely socializes with women.
“Hansel, you’re not interested in men, are you?”
His face went red. My heart skipped a beat, and I pointed sharply.
“I’m off limits. Besides, I have a wife.”
Hansel ruffled his hair, letting out a deep breath. “Whatever you say. I won’t interfere.” His voice lowered, his tone thinned as he kept muttering words of displeasure.