Chapter 289 Hot Alpha Girlfriend:

Ella

The soft rays of dawn filtered through the curtains as I stretched, pulling myself from the depths of sleep. After climbing out of bed and slipping my robe around my shoulders, I tentatively cracked open my bedroom door, expecting to see Logan there.

I glanced around, my eyes falling on the crumpled blanket on the couch. There was no sign of Logan. Instead, on my coffee table, lay a neat note, written in his sprawling handwriting. “Ella,” it began, “Thanks for a memorable evening. Apologies for overstepping. – Logan.”

I sighed, folding the note and tucking it into my pocket. Regardless of the emotions last night had brought, it was a new day, and I had a routine to stick to. Quickly, I changed into my hiking gear – a pair of durable leggings, a lightweight shirt, and sturdy boots. Pulling my hair into a ponytail, I grabbed a bottle of water and headed out, intending to lose myself in nature.

The park’s hiking trails were my favorite Saturday morning getaway, a place where I could connect with the earth and forget about the worries of the urban jungle.

It was there, amidst the symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves, that I crossed paths with him-a gaunt, unkempt man. His eyes, wild and unfocused, darted around, finally settling on me.

The moment the unkempt man locked his gaze on mine, an instinctual shiver shot down my spine. I knew where this was going.

I quickened my pace, keeping my eyes trained on the path ahead. But the nagging feeling

voice grew more insistent.

on me,” I replied, hoping that my firm tone would discourage him. from continuing this pursuit. But I had little

laughed, a raspy, almost mocking tone to it. “Look at you-dressed all nice, with that

“I said I don’t have any money. Now please, leave

mix of desperation and malice. “You Alphas… always thinking you’re better than everyone else.

react, he lunged at me, fingers. reaching for my pocket. Panic surged, and my wolf responded,

one swift motion, I side-stepped and grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind his back and pushing

grip. “Alright, alright, I’m sorry.

him there, but I decided to release my grip. I

when I heard it-the wolf-whistles and vulgar comments. A group of men, clearly impressed by

one of them remarked, his voice dripping with

men followed. The sound of their wolf whistles grated on

face. Another added, leaning in closer with every word, “Such a fierce

an ominous shadow, its underside masked in darkness. It was the perfect cover

raised my voice. “Back off! I’m

man with slicked-back hair, sauntered

ahead, baby. Cut me. I like it rough.” His suggestive tone

wouldn’t help me now. I had to think fast. Every instinct in me told

deep breath, preparing to unleash whatever I could muster. I just needed a small distraction or an opening

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