Chapter Seventeen

Nova POV

I walk with my arm linked through the future Alpha’s. I have hardly ever spoken to him yet for some reason he feels familiar. Almost like we have been best friends for years. The Rhubard and Mint smell dancing along my senses.

‘He smells delicious’ Margo says with a lick of her lips.

‘Stop Margo, we’re married’ I scold her.

She grumbles under her breath and retreats. She has been really against me marrying Alpha Remy.

We finally make it to the diner and step inside. Arlo leads us to a booth in the corner, it is quieter, more private. After ordering us both a milkshake, somehow my favourite one, he gives me a serious look over.

“What happened?” He asks quietly.

“What do you mean?” I say and avoid his eye contact.

“When I bumped into you outside the house you seemed upset,” he says. His voi……