Chpater 154

Tyr called Alanna again, during lunch time and Faolán wanted to do nothing more than to kill the bastard, but he knew better. Alnna promised him she would deal with that problem.

"Sure, we can meet there." 

She hang up the phone and Faolán has his arms crossed over his chest. His dark hair was shining in the sunlight, while his green eyes had a malicious and murderous look. 

"Where?" Was all he asked her. 

"Clear Creek."

"The same place where you both dining the first time you fucking went out with him, right?" The bitterness in his voice was something Alanna could almost taste in her own tongue. 

"Yes. That awful dinner." 

"Was it really awful?" She wanted to laugh at how he changed from the cold, dark Alpha, to a little pup that needed her to reassure him of her love for him. 

"Yes Really awful."

"And… what have you planned?"