The Alpha's Cursed Mate
What a waste of time and energy.
"So, what do you think, Hendrix? Do you think she'll like it?" His friend asked, excited but nervous eyes staring at him. The boy sucked his drink from his straw, blinking apathetically. "Come on, Hendrix, help a brother out here! I need her to like my poem, I need her to think I'm the most sexy and silver-tongued, charming juvenile she has ever met. My heart and sex life depend on it!" He rolled his eyes at his friend's antics. He's always doing this. It was one of the reasons he found it ridiculous.