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“Baby, I’m not going to hurt you.”
She let out a humorless laugh.
“That’s all alphas do.”
“Tori, I’m not other alphas. I’m yourmate. If you just give me a chance?—”
She was quiet, and I heard a shuddering breath, and I knew tears were falling down her face. My entire body ached for her.
“Baby, I just want to hold you and tell you everything is fine.”
“I don’t know how to let you. What if I’m broken?”
I’m not sure what told her to let me in today, what made her vulnerable enough to tell me as much as she was telling me. But if she was going to let me be there for her, then I sure as fuck was going to be.
“You’re not, and even if you were, we’d figure it out, Tori. I’m not asking you to be perfect. I’m just asking you to be mine, to give me a chance.”
“Warren, I ghosted you. I was an asshole and pushed you away. Why would you still want a chance with me? I don’t deserve that.”
“We have to try. You don’t know what I could be for you but you know Felix now, baby. You know he’d never be friends with somebody that wasn’t worthy of him.”
She let out a soft laugh. “Felix is amazing,” she admitted. “He makes me feel safe.”
“God, I want to make you feel safe, too.”
“Alphas aren’t supposed to talk like that.” She let out a quiet, broken laugh.
“Then you know I’m not like the alphas you’re afraid of, baby. I’m different.”
“I’m trying to believe that.”
Chapter
Thirteen
Tori
Tori: I have an interview. I’m leaving at noon. Letting you know because I can’t be late.
Jordan: I’ll drive.
Tori: I can drive myself.
Theo: We’ll both come. There was something else outside your door. You shouldn’t go alone, and I don’t trust your car right now.
How did things keep getting more and more complicated?
Last night, I’d broken down for long enough that I found myself giving in to Warren’s attempts. It wasn’t letting him in all the way, but the texting felt safe. The fact he’dknown I wasn’t okay and asked to call me should be a sign that he’s right about being different.
But tell my brain that.
Self-preservation had been my only setting for too long. Be a good girl, and Father would finally be proud. Don’t complain, and he’d be happy. Go on the date even if it makes you uncomfortable; this is what Father wants.
“Stop, Tori. You have to get it together,” I reminded myself as I pulled on my black blazer and buttoned it in place. I straightened my blonde hair so it was hanging down in sleek perfection. I did my makeup simple but pretty enough to enhance my features and look professional without appearing over the top and desperate.
My pencil skirt was uncomfortable, but I swallowed down my annoyance and slid my black pumps on before grabbing my clutch and my black portfolio.
This interview was for a hotel manager position. I didn’t have any managerial experience, but I hoped my portfolio was enough. I’d worked on it for years while in school, including the projects I had done for them; the budgeting, my resume was on the front in case they needed it again.
