Chapter 116
Jackson’s expression changed, and I knew what he was thinking.
I plastered an indifferent look on my face.
“So, Alpha Sterling, do you still want to treat me-a woman who sells herself-to a meal?”
Surely, Jackson wouldn’t hesitate to get out of being seen with
No such luck.
“Of course,” Jackson said firmly, his voice a bit rough with his wolf.
He turned and walked toward the hotel restaurant across the lobby.
Open-mouthed, I looked at his back as he strode away, his large Alpha form towering over everyone else.
Why did most Alphas have to be so…so big?
After hesitating for a moment, I followed him.
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