Page 20 of Wicked Alphas

But she walks away before I can say anything.

I buy the pills then leave, shaken by the strange interactions.

The rest of the town is lovely, but I can’t forget the look Renee gave me.

She looked at me like I was an old friend.

How long ago was my last trip here?

4

HARPER

It’sovercast by the time I make my way back to theInn. The sky is white and grey, and the air has a slight chill.

But that doesn’t stop me from exploring the gardens.

I saved it as a treat for myself, hoping to be rid of my headache by the time I returned from the pharmacy.

The pills help, and the headache is just a dull thud behind my eyes by the time I surround myself in the greenery.

I forget about everything the moment the scents caress me.

Flowers I can’t name create a symphony in my senses. Beautiful purples, yellows, and all shades of pinks decorate the area. I walk the stone pathway leading to the gazebo, separate from the rest of the area.

The headache turns to a hum, and there’s a buzzing in my brain I can’t ignore.

The further I walk, the greater the hum grows until tingles shoot down my spine.

I’ve been here before…

“Harper?” a deep voice asks, much too close behind me, and I shriek.

“Oh! Shit, sorry! Are you okay?”

I turn to face the Alpha with kind eyes from this morning. His mouth hangs open, and he holds his hands up in a surrendering gesture. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

I huff out a laugh. “It’s okay. I was lost in my thoughts.”

He lowers his hands, and he flashes brilliant white teeth at me as he smiles. “I’m Beau, by the way.”

Immediately, I want to stay near him. Despite his size, he comes across as a gentle giant.

And ahandsomeone at that.

Alphas are always striking, but Beau has a boy-next-door look, with slightly mussed short brown hair and deep chocolate eyes. His grin is breathtaking, and I can’t help but return his smile.

The wind picks up, blowing his scent towards me, and my heart flutters.

It’s a woodsy, earthy scent that melds perfectly with the surrounding greenery.

He smells like a fireplace at night. A promise of warmth to combat the cold.

I want to kiss him.

Where the hell didthatcome from?

He’s an Alpha. You can’t think that way!

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