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“I am the Beta.” He replies, confused at her hostile tone.
The feisty woman steps closer to my friend and poor Beta before glaring at his hand around Daphne. The sane friend removes Levi’s hand from around her waist and steps aside.
“And?” Layla sasses.
“And what?” Levi’s confused gaze switches between us three.
“Are you a good man?” She asks him.
“I suppose I am?” Levi wonders.
“He is. He is such a good man in bed.” Daphne joins the conversation.
I smirk smugly when the fuming woman rolls her eyes at her eager friend.
“How are you going to keep her happy? What’s your plan?” Layla directs her glare to Levi again.
I rest my side against the wall and watch the interesting sight.
“I just met her.” Levi provides a nervous answer.
“That’s a wrong answer.” She scoffs.
“You are not her mother. “My friend rolls his eyes at her.
“Look here, Mr.” Layla steps closer to him, and I am forced to straighten up so I can intervene.
“Best friends are second mothers.” I might not have given birth to her, but I practically raised her. I wiped her nose in middle school and went shopping for her first bra. I bought her tampons in high school and kicked the ass of the boy who broke-
“That’s enough information.” Daphne slams her hand to Layla’s mouth to shut her up.
Layla lets out muffled words against her palm before biting it. Daphne jumps back and gasps in surprise.
“So, Mr. Beta, come up with a plan before I break your teeth that you sank into her neck without having a clear plan for making her happy later,” Layla adds in her feisty tone.
“I don’t think I- -“
“That’s enough.” I stepped in between both parties because I had enjoyed the show enough.
“You don’t get to talk. Stay out of it.” Layla hisses.
I don’t give her the chance to run that soft mouth. I bend down and grab her knees before throwing her over my shoulder. Her delicate body sinks into my shoulder, evoking all the wrong desires in me.
“Leave the new mates alone, Little Miss Trouble.” I start walking away from my friend and his mate as Layla hits my back with her tiny fists.
She will become a little harmless bomb when I put her down, so I am planning to do that when I reach her new room. We can fight there.
LAYLA
I can’t believe Alpha Alexander threw me on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and then strolled to this room. I tried hitting his back and even tried to knock some sense into him with my colorful words, but one baffled look from Serafina, whom I saw on the way here, and I gave up the fight.
I am embarrassed.
He puts me on my feet. I sway as blood rushes back to my head. His hands close around my arms, keeping me balanced.
“I don’t get you,” I mutter, pressing my fingers to my temples.
“You don’t need to.” He says and releases my arms.
“What was this for?” I hiss, taking my hand off my forehead and opening my eyes to look at his face.
He is standing close. His manly scent stuffs my senses. My mouth waters against my better judgment. I want to kiss the vein in his neck before sucking on his attractive Adams Apple.
My cheeks heat up at the weird trail of my thoughts. I don’t usually think about such filthy things, but the sweat on the side of his neck and his square jaw in my face are doing giddy things to me.
Not to mention, he just carried me like I weighed nothing, and he could easily toss me all around without giving a damn.
That’s manhandling, clearly. I hated this before, but when his hands touch me, I don’t hate it any longer. It makes my insides turn to liquid heat before wetness slides between my thighs, just like right now.
I squeeze my thighs and step away from him. The back of my knees hit the bed. I gulp, glancing over my shoulder at the huge bed.
“I won’t touch you.” Alpha Alexander utters, putting a stop to my dirty thoughts.
My eyes snap to his deep silver orbs that are shining under the bright lights of the room. The depth in them pulls me in and makes me hold my breath.
“You not only touched me, but you manhandled me just now.” I fold my arms over my chest.
His gaze follows my arms and stops at my breasts. Heat sears under the soles of my feet as his eyes darken visibly.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it. Because I can clearly tell how drenched your little pussy is right now.” His husky voice fills the space between us. He has a dirty mouth, and it makes me want to disappear – in his heat.
“It’s not about- that,” I utter. “It’s about touching me. You said you won’t.”
He tears his gaze from my breasts and slowly looks up. Wherever his eyes land, I feel goosebumps erupting, and when they meet mine, I feel a full-body shudder rolling over me.
This is wrong. He hates me. I am supposed to hate him, too. I do not desire him with everything in me.
“We need to establish some rules.” He says.
“Yes.” I nod, totally agreeing with him.
He pokes his inner cheek with his tongue and takes a few steps back. I can finally breathe when he is out of my space.
He plops down on the single seat in the corner of the room while I sit down on the edge of the bed to maintain the much-needed distance between us.
“Ayla won’t know about the hostility between us.” Alpha Alexander’s tone becomes stern when he says.
“We already established that fact. She needs our presence, and we can pretend to be good with each other in front of her until she is old enough to understand the dynamics of our relationship. But on the other hand, I believe we don’t need to put our lives on hold, Alpha Alexander. You can choose someone else as your mate, and I will completely accept it.” I utter, feeling a pang of hurt in my chest.
His eyes narrow on me.
“In return, I want to do the same. I will choose someone for myself-“
I don’t get to finish what I want to say to him. I miss the blur that moves closer to me until Alpha Alexander appears right in my face and grips my nape in a tight grip.
His fingers dig into my flesh, and I tilt my head up. He seems to be doing this a lot lately.