Rejected Slave To The Alpha by Gory Anna

Chapter 61

Chapter 61.

Nelly’s POV,

“It must have been Aisha,” I said as he poured me a glass of wine.

He chuckled. “You’re right. She told me, and then we planned this together.” I smiled, touched by their thoughtfulness. “You don’t celebrate your birthday?” he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

I shook my head. “Not really,” I said, taking a sip of the wine. “It was the day I lost my parents, so it’s never been a day of celebration for me,” I said, my voice quiet and somber.

He pressed my hands together, his gaze full of compassion. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice gentle.

“I don’t want to ruin the mood,” I said, trying to smile.

“It’s okay to talk about it,” he said, squeezing my hands. “You can tell me anything.” I felt a rush of gratitude, “Thanks. “So,” I said, giving him a teasing look, “what made you decide to be so romantic?”

He grinned, meeting my gaze. “I was taking your advice, you know.”

I laughed. “To show your mate romance, not me!”

He winked. “Let’s just say I was practicing your advice on you.”

I shook my head, amused and impressed by his cleverness. “Well, I must say, you’re quite the romantic!” I said, giving him a playful nudge.

“You can say that again,” he said with a chuckle. I laughed, enjoying his playful mood.

He stood up and walked behind me, leaning close to whisper in my ear. I shivered at his

touch.

“There are all sorts of delicious food here,” he said, his voice soft and low. “What would you like?”

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. “Anything that tastes delicious,” I said, my voice quivering slightly. I could feel him smiling as he stood up straight.

“There’s pasta with chicken and pesto, there’s cheese pizza, and there are plenty of other options,” he said, gesturing to the food laid out on the table. I thought for a

moment.

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chicken,” I decided, feeling a bit more relaxed now that I had something to eat. He

you,” I said, beginning to

feel his eyes on me. I looked up, and he was staring at me with a look

told that you’re beautiful?” he asked, his voice soft and sincere.

flush, and I looked down at my plate,

don’t know if anyone’s ever said that,” I stammered, feeling a bit embarrassed.

reaching out to gently take my hand.

I asked, a hint of jealousy in

my hand, his touch

that,” he said, his voice soft and sincere. “It

lump in my throat, not sure if I was comforted or still jealous. I wanted to be the

he said, a mischievous smile on his face. “Anything

thought for a moment, my mind racing. Then, without thinking,

meet your mate,” I blurted out, a blush

and a little shocked. “Wow, that was

brighter, and I busied myself with

he asked, his tone curious. I looked

don’t know,” I said, shrugging. “I just feel like I want to see her in

in response as

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of the clock on the wall. I found my mind wandering, thinking about this mysterious

meal. His hair was tousled from the breeze blowing through the open window, and he casually reached up to push it out of

“how can one

to get a grip, feeling a little embarrassed by my

have got goosebumps,” he observed, a hint

in check. My heart was still racing, and I could feel my palms growing clammy. I willed myself to take a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. I knew I needed to think

I…” I stammered, searching for the right words. “I’m just a bit cold,

word, he removed his suit and wrapped it around

that should help,” he said with a smile. I smiled back..

as we finished our meal.

bed, and he

a little confused.

he said, his