The Alpha

Scarlet's POV

Later that night I get home and find Ethan in his home office, completely focused on whatever he is working on. I lightly tap on the open door, alerting him to my presence. His head quickly snaps up and when he sees it's me his face breaks into a grin. "Hey beautiful," he says as he rises from his seat and strolls over to me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him, pressing a sweet kiss to my forehead. "How was your day?"

"It was amazing. Thank you for finally letting me go back to the shelter," I reply as I place my hands on his neck, my thumb lightly stroking his jaw. He grabs my hand and nuzzles into it before turning it to kiss the heel of my palm. My heart flutters inside my chest and I must admit that I really like his affectionate side. My wolf purrs, clearly she likes it too.

"You're welcome. I know it may not have always seemed like it, but I just want you to be happy Scarlet," he insists as he gazes into my eyes, his fingers lightly stroking my back as he continues to hold me as though he never wants to let me go.

I bite my lip shyly as I stare into his stunning blue eyes, debating on how I want to respond. "Well... do you know what would make me happy now?"

His smile widens at my teasing. "I don't... but I look forward to you telling me."

we should play

game? What kind

thinking that for every ball I get in the pocket I get

or if I would feel this way about him regardless. There is no denying that he is utterly gorgeous with his perfectly sculpted muscles, tall stature, azure eyes, and dark hair. I would certainly be attracted to him regardless. I don't know how any woman would not be drawn to this Adonis. He's like a work of art. His facial hair that is just slightly more than a five-o'clock shadow gives him a somewhat rugged look but the rest of him is always so put together and intimidating. He has an air of mystery about him that makes you

way you think Miss Denton," he jokes as he gestures towards the open doorway. I lead us out of his office and he

he hands me a stick and a

condition as this one, but it worked," I respond, unable to hide the nostalgia in my voice. The material had been worn and faded, but we were used to that. None of us ever had gotten anything that wasn't old or used. Will and I, along with several other packless would spend time playing pool and darts at a place that had once been some sort of bar. It was the only

break or should I?" he inquires as he grabs his own

before sending the white ball sailing towards the triangle of colored orbs. They burst apart and begin bouncing along the sides in every direction before the purple one falls into the corner hole. I pump my fist excitedly and turn to Ethan who is looking at me with an amused expression, trying not to laugh