Page 19 of Unbreak Me

"An alpha?" I stammered. "What’s wrong with him?"

Nolan rolled his eyes. "Nothing. He seems perfectly healthy. Maybe it’s just a case of short family genetics."

"But that’s, like, a thing! Alphas are supposed to be tall. I’ve never seen one shorter than 6’4"."

"Me neither, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. It’s rare, sure, but it happens. Now, I hope you’re not hinting that you don’t want to talk to him?" His voice dipped with warning. "He appears perfectly normal. And I have a feeling there won’t be any issues with your heat," he added quite venomously.

I narrowed my eyes, crossing my arms. "I’m filing a complaint about your rudeness—"

Nolan just smirked. "Feel free to do it. I’m a shareholder now, so good luck getting me fired." He leaned in slightly, arms crossed. "Now focus. Do you want to talk to him or not? He deserves a chance after you treated him like crap."

I let out an exasperated huff, biting my lip.

What the hell was happening, was I seriously considering this?

"It’s just… weird. Are you sure he’s an alpha? Maybe it’s some pheromone spray trick or something. From a distance, he looks like a beta."

Nolan clenched his jaw, but before he could blow up, I quickly added, "Okay, okay! Chill, Storm… hold your thunders. If you’re sure he’s an alpha, I’ll trust you!"

We exchanged rather intense gazes. I glanced sideways toward the guy standing outside, conversing with the redhead omega.

"Listen," I muttered. "The problem is, I’m on suppressants. I have no way of telling if he’s compatible or not. So it’s all pointless anyway. I can’t pick him, or anybody else, for that matter."

Nolan furrowed his brow and snorted. "Excuse me? You didn’t seem to care before. You just wanted a wide pool of candidates!"

Fuck, and now I had to admit it.

"It was bullshit. I never thought anyone would show interest. I didn’t take this seriously," I blurted out, feeling strangely ashamed. "I don’t want to give the poor guy hope and then send him away. It’s a shitty thing to do."

Nolan pressed his hands to his temples. "What the fuck? You can’t be serious! Did you want to scam us?"

My silence had to be answer enough.

He leaned a bit over me, his eyes crazily focused on my face. "I will tell you this—I bet my whole life, all I have, that you andhim are compatible. I told you about my abilities. You just have to trust me on this. If I’m wrong, I’ll refund both of you and personally see to nullifying the contract. Deal?"

I burst out laughing. "Are you crazy? You can’t promise something like that!"

His face didn’t even twitch. "I can. Give him a chance, Day. You won’t regret it, I swear it."

Our eyes stayed locked for a moment before I shocked myself by hissing through my teeth, "Okay, madcap! Bring him in."

Yes, I said it.

What happened to myplanto send all the candidates away, grab the penalty from Fate’s Choice, or run away from the fair like an enraged lunatic, for that matter?

Let’s face it—I was all over the place. And I blamed Storm for it.

Relief spreading across his face only miffed me further.

"Perfect!" Nolan let out a loud breath. "I’ve got a strong feeling about him. He could be IT for you."

Feeling jittery, I grimaced. "It? So this would be… ‘him’? My promised Prince Charming? My knight in shining armor? Because he looks more like a dwarf on a donkey."

Nolan closed his eyes, visibly counting to ten before answering. "Day, can you not insult the guy before you even meet him?"

I waved him off. "Alright, alright. Sorry. Bad joke. Bad day. Bad fucking decade! Bring him in. I’ll talk to him."

Nolan let out another obnoxious sigh. "Thanks. I really appreciate you giving this a shot." I could tell it took a lot for him to sound polite again. By now, he probably hated my guts. Perhaps rightly so.

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