"I didn't mean to hurt you like that," he said again. As if to convince himself more than to convince me.
I stared at him hard.
This was the second time he was saying this, but I didn't buy it.
"Yes, you did. Now, please let me rest, Alpha." I emphasized the term alpha as if I wanted him and my body that was screaming for him to know that there was a boundary between us that could not be crossed.
He lowered his gaze for a moment before lifting it again and this time, his entire vibe had changed.
"You'll attend dinner tomorrow," he said abruptly, shifting back into alpha mode. "As my mate."
After those words, he left abruptly, almost slamming the door behind him, but he caught it at the last moment and closed it carefully.
I sighed in relief as I patted my chest. That was tiring. My hands were sweaty and damn. Not from fear but from holding back my restless emotions.
If not for my excellent self control, I would have jumped him long ago.
