Alpha Kilhan
She answered and turned to leave.
Just then, another customer walked in. A familiar customer at that. A boy probably in his late teens. He is the most annoying customer ever. Anytime he showed up, he was always talking too much, doing too much. More like a Brat.
‘I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s a rich Alpha’s son.’
“Hi, good morning. What can I get you?” I asked, trying to keep my anger hidden.
“Actually,” he moved closer to the counter, resting his hands on it. “Can I have you instead?” He asked with an idiotic grin, revealing his set of yellow teeth.
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