#Chapter 57: Unwanted Attention
The city’s nocturnal pulse is like a second heartbeat, a comforting undercurrent as I make my way
toward the subway.
Tonight was something else. A blend of euphoria, sprinkled with an indescribable tension—thanks to
Karl’s abrupt departure.
I’m not sure why he left, or really even when he left. All I know is that one moment he was there, and
the next he was gone. And he didn’t come back.
Did someone say something? Did something happen? Was it the picture fiasco?
My mind wanders back to Chloe and the palpable tension between the two of them. I know that Chloe
dislikes him, and for good reason, but I think he’s been trying to change. I just wish that she could see
that.
“Go d, what am I thinking?” I whisper to myself, shaking my head. Standing up for Karl? For the man
who divorced me, who forced me to dress modestly, who convinced me to dye my hair for his own
pleasure? I should be siding with Chloe, not him.
And yet, I still can’t help but feel a slight twinge of regret as I think about the empty space where he
once stood tonight, calmly sipping his drink.
I board the train, reveling in the almost-empty car. After the whirlwind of the night, I really needed some
quiet time like this. For some reason, the quiet subway at night always feels soothing to me, when it
would make most people uncomfortable.
I sit by the window, staring into the dark tunnel as the train lurches forward.
That’s when he sits next to me. A man in a crisp business suit, reeking of arrogance, and, as I soon
realize, alcohol.
“Hey there, beautiful,” he begins, his voice oozing an unsettling mixture of charm and condescension.
Ignoring him, I focus on the passing darkness outside the window. It’s late, and the last thing I want is
an unwanted interaction. Maybe, if I just pretend that he’s not here, he’ll get the hint and move on. It’s
worked before. Usually.
“So, what’s a pretty thing like you doing all alone at this hour?” he continues, undeterred by my lack of
response.
Gathering my things, I make my way to a seat
But he follows, plopping down beside me, closer this time. His scent—a coc ktail of aftershave
booze—assaults my senses.
you move, sweetheart? I’m just trying
I say, voice firm,
someone else to bother.”
know me yet. I’m an Alpha, you
you a
The word ‘Alpha’ seems to ooze from his lips as
than a glaring red
but I’ll pass,” I reply
sweetie?” His eyes narrow, and he lays a hand on my thigh,
know what you’re
at his touch. I shove his hand away, my patience shattering. “I said
interested.”
contorts, the veneer of faux charm vanishing, replaced by raw, seething anger. “You
for me or
off,”
good for an Alpha like me. I should teach
manners.”
man leans closer to me, attempting to
around. No one is even trying to help me, either
not wanting to get involved. I feel trapped and
train is coming up on a stop, which isn’t even close to my stop, but it’s
if he tries to follow me, I could
before it
the stop comes up, I stand abruptly, shoving
think
say, gathering my belongings as the train screeches to a halt
make my exit, not
unintelligible after me.
for the moment of departure, half-expecting him to make
doesn’t. The train vanishes into the tunnel, taking with it
in a sea
the dimly lit station and curse under my breath. The platform
unsavory encounters.
suspected: that was
Abby,” I mutter to myself, frustration mingling with
veins.
option, I make my way
usual,
finally emerge, the world I step into is devoid of life, the night
sentinels, their windows
out my phone, thumbing open the Uber
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