Page 32 of Her Destined Alpha
I snatched it from him to see she had tagged me in her social media post, and she was just pouting. Why did girls do that? Three years had passed since I left, and each time I returned for the holidays, I swore she was changing. I didn’t think it was a good thing. She looked more like a woman than a girl.
“Don’t call her cute, man.”
“Why not? I always did.”
“Yeah, she’s an adult now, so…”
“She’s still our little princess...” he said, snatching the phone before frowning. “You’re right, she’s actually grown a lot…”
“Chris,” I growled. Just then, the girls came into the lounge area.
“Is he being a sexist pig again?” Lola asked.
“No! I was just saying, Raihana’s grown-” Lola threw a cushion at him with all her strength, and he let out a complaintive moan.
“No fair, Lola, I was complimenting the Alpha Princess!”
“You talking about women is banned,” Lola growled, yanking his ear and making him howl in pain.It sucks to be Chris.
“On another note, she’s sweet,” Rose told me, motioning to the bedroom as she tugged Lola away from Chris.
“Glad you can see that,” I replied with a smirk. Just thinking of her sitting there and eyeing the food made me smile. She really was a cute little kitten…
“Okay, lover boy, before getting ahead of yourself, you definitely need to do a lot of work,” Lola remarked.
“Yeah, and I need you guys to head back one of these days.”
“Are you sure she’ll be okay to be here alone with you?” Rose asked, uncertain.
“Yeah, because she already wants to leave,” Lola added. My stomach twisted at that. I couldn’t hold her there without her consent.
“I’ll talk to her,” I said, standing up. The girls hesitated but said nothing. I knew they were probably worried, but I wasn’t a fool.
I knocked on the bedroom door. Her scent hit me, making me close my eyes and inhale deeply before opening it.
She was sitting on the bed, her head resting on the headboard. She looked so small on that huge bed, but also just so damn beautiful… like a snowflake. She turned away from the window, and her blue eyes met mine. Even though we were worlds apart, there was a connection. Her heart raced, and I was sure it wasn’t out of fear.
My gaze fell to her rising and falling chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I tried my best not to look at the way my top clung to her breasts. It was hard. She was my mate, and I wanted to do a lot more than see her naked.
Okay. Get your head on straight.
“So, the girls said you want to leave?”
“Is that something you even need to ask? I was leaving town, as you probably figured… I still intend to go.”
“I get that, but hear me out?”
“Why? So you can force me to stay?”
“I won’t force you to do anything, Kitten, not unless you want me to. I just want to put forward my point of view,” I said, taking a seat on the bed opposite her, our knees inches apart. It was the closest I could allow myself to get to her, hoping she didn’t move away.
It was hard to have your mate before you, with strong emotions that were drawing me to her. There was no way I could explain the surge of emotions I felt when she was close. I looked down, my gaze falling to her legs that were folded under her.
“You have two minutes,” she said, crossing her arms.
Don’t do that, Kitten…I looked at the wall behind her head, trying not to look at her breasts. Damn, I was becoming a pervert. Was it my fault that they seemed like the perfect size to grab completely?Fuck, clear your head, Rayhan.
“One minute and forty seconds…”
