Page 7 of The Alpha's Weakness
“I just… I’ve been a waitress forever. I want to do something else, something that seems better or, I don’t know, more interesting.”
“So do that!”
“I wish. I don’t know what that great job is.”
“You’ll figure it out,” she assures me. “We can look together.”
“Maybe.”
I stare off into space for a minute as my mystery man from yesterday floats into my mind.
“What’s got you so distracted?” Adeline asks, sipping her tea.
“I saw this guy in town yesterday.”
“Yeah?” she asks excitedly.
I laugh. “Yeah. We didn’t talk or anything, but I don’t know, there was something about him. I can’t stop thinking about him. I’ve never had such an immediate reaction to someone before.”
“That’s how it started with Rhodes and me!” she gasps, practically bouncing in her seat. “Maybe he’s a shifter and you two are fated mates!”
I smile. “That would be nice, but I doubt it. I mean, he stared at me, then turned and stalked off without a second glance.”
“Hmm,” she hums. “Who was it? What did he look like?”
“He had dark brown hair, was like 6’3”, toned, smoking hot.”
She pulls out her phone and starts flipping through photos. “Does anyone look familiar?” she asks, handing me the phone.
I scroll through some group shots of Adeline and Rhodes with people in town and stop when I see him. “Him. It’s him,” I whisper, pointing to the stern-looking man standing off to the side in one of the photos.
“That’s Camden. He’s an Alpha like Rhodes,” Addy says, sounding excited.
“Does he have a fated mate?”
“Nope, not yet.”
She looks so excited for me that hope blooms inside me, too.
“So, what do I do now?” I ask.
Adeline blinks. “I don’t know. I’m sure Camden will handle it.”
“Handle what?”
“Explaining shifters and fated mates to you. I’m not sure, really. He’ll have to talk to you, and then he’ll bite and mark you.”
“Sounds fun,” I deadpan.
“It feels good,” she promises me.
“I’d hope so.”
We spend the next hour drinking our tea and giggling over our boys. By the time I get dressed and leave for my interview, I’m excited to see Camden again.
I get my wish as I head to Bella Italia and lock eyes with Camden on the sidewalk outside the restaurant. I stare at him, waiting to see what he’ll do.
Camden returns my stare for a beat, then turns on his heel and walks away from me like yesterday. My heart sinks, and I deflate as I watch him leave.
