Silvia Davis POV
"You said you only wanted soup, but you clearly loved the side salad, you devoured it sweetheart," Alex remarked as he wiped my lips with his thumb, licking it clean.
It feels like he's trying to get a rise out of me with these comments. And here I am, feeling all flustered in this vulnerable state, unlike with Deviant. No matter how much he flirted, he never pressured me for s*x, which I appreciated.
"Not like I'd let him, but it would definitely mess with my head," I thought to myself.
"Get a grip, he's not our mate," my wolf interjected.
I clenched my fist. Why does she always have to show up at the worst times and be absent when I need her?
"He's not my mate, and I couldn't care less. I don't need a mate," I retorted, paying more attention to my own needs than he
