"Alpha, I-I am sorry but, you must be wrong."
His thin lips pursed into a line. His patience was wearing thin. It was obvious that he wasn't pleased with what she said.
"I'm wrong? Can you explain?"
Laurel's heart went on a little jog again. She was half expecting him to throw a fit because of what she said. After all, what kind of Alpha had the tolerance on being called wrong? Even a random individual didn't have the patience.
It appears to her that Alpha Darius was not at all like the rumours. He was patient, handsome and a good person.
"I can't be your mate. I already had one -"
"What?!" Darius straighted up and leaned forward, gripping the hand that was closest to him.
"Ah!" Laurel screamed out but closed her lips tightly to hold it in. The tube stuck on her skin for the IV drip hurt a little……
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