The Alpha’s Obsession with the Rejected Mate
Adjusting them once more, I give the arrangement a little nudge with my foot to make sure it's balanced.
But the moment I let go, it tilts. Before I can grab it again, they all crash against the ground with a loud crack. I hear something inside shatter and I freeze where I stand.
For a full second, I just stay there staring at it. The moment I see something leaking down the side, I squeeze my eyes shut and let out a slow breath.
“…Please don’t be the eggs.”
The liquid continues to drop slowly, but I know there's no way I’m checking. I raise my hand, backing away as I mutter, “not my problem, not tonight."