EMILY’S POV
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Troubled, that’s what Alpha Nicholas is. He thinks he can just have me like I’m an object. “No.” I grit out, “No?” his eyebrows raise. He looks shocked, but he shouldn’t be. I stand up, shaking my head as I stride into the room. “This is ridiculous,” I mutter to myself, my fingers rubbing my lips as I try to fathom how this could be happening to me, of all people, why me? His heavy footsteps follow me, it’s slow as if stalking me. “Emily,” his voice is calm, soft and collected. He had plenty of time to think about this if he’s this calm. I turn, facing him, “You are insane, aren’t you?” I start to laugh. His vibrant green eyes soften, his slightly parted lips press into a thin line and his shoulders sink as he lets out a low sigh.
Fuck, he is insane.
“If only that was th
