Watch Me Win, Alpha

hapter 58

Maybe I just wasn’t used to someone like him being so… human.

Not a mystery or a myth. Just a man with parents who arranged dates and a pack waiting for a Luna.

“You okay?” Mike asked.

“Hm? Oh. Yeah.” I smiled. “I just thought someone like him

would be immune to things like blind dates.“”

“Even the mighty Alexander can’t dodge Mama’s wrath.”

“I guess not.” I laughed. “Anyways, I wish him a good luck. I hope he finds someone he can actually fall in love with!”

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice.

“I didn’t expect you to still be here,” came Alexander’s voice from behind us, startling both me and Mike in the kitchen.

I turned quickly, almost dropping the spoon in my hand. He had just walked in from the hallway, dressed in a crisp black suit, his cufflinks catching the warm kitchen light. There was no coat, no briefcase, just his signature detached expression–except, this time, there was a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.

“Oh, welcome back,” I said, awkwardly wiping my hands on the kitchen towel. “We were just… talking about the weather.“”

Alexander raised an eyebrow. “The weather, huh?” His eyes shifted briefly to Mike, who looked like he was trying to

disappear into the rice cooker.

I didn’t want him to know we were talking about his blind date.

Too late.

romantic future.” he added, voice cool with a

my mouth to respond, but he

if dismissing

continued, tugging slightly at his

want to miss ‘the one!

blind date pass me

he turned and walked back down

and deliberate. I stood

irritation and

chest.

hovering near the sink, gave me

a pause, “even if it felt

finally sinking into the nearest kitchen chair.

it definitely felt

talked about

feel better–he never

halfway through.”

better, though

show. I just nodded.

that evening, my phone buzzed.

then

a

this?” I

“I am Bob Hawthrone.”

How are you?” He’d never called me since

busy on

good. I hope I’m not