Page 45 of Wicked Alphas


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“I can’t stand tonotbe around you,” I admit to her, and her mouth falls open.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” she counters. “You don’t know me. And…I’m a Beta.”

The rage is back.

I do my best to conceal it and clear my throat before I speak.

“Life doesn’t make sense,” I say quietly, my eyes never leaving hers. She hands me the drink back, and our fingers brush again.

How fucking embarrassing that my cock is at full attention.

Thankfully, the suit trousers cover it, and she’s none the wiser. “Don’t I know it,” she says wistfully. “My life hasn’t made sense in a while.”

“I can imagine,” I say. I have so many questions for her.

But I know she won’t answer them.

Thanks to me, she thinks I can’t stand her.

“What were you doing before I came in?” she asks, pointing to the papers on the small table next to me.

“Grading papers,” I sigh, and she raises an eyebrow. “I’m an English professor atAurora College.”

“Really? That makes sense then,” she chides, smirking.

And fuck if that doesn’t make me want to bite those pretty lips.

“Why?”

“Stuffy, grumpy, bossy professor—” she waves her hand. “You dress like one, too.”

I look down at my tailored dark grey suit. “Do you have a problem with my outfit, Harper?”

My voice is low, and her cheeks flush as I ask, her eyes raking up and down my form.

My inner Alpha rumbles with pride.

“No,” she murmurs. There’s a moment of silence, and I could swear I smell the slightest hint of arousal. Her pupils dilate, and…

Fuck.

Keep it together, Grey.

I’m not James. I can’t just attack her like a madman.

Still, I can’t help but toy with her.

“I’m glad you like it,” I smirk.

Her face is bright red, and it’s a cross between adorable and sexy.

I press on.

“And you’re right, I am bossy,” I add. “I enjoy giving orders.”

She shivers.

Little does she know how bossy I can be.

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