Ep 35.

Kayla's POV.

“Alpha Reynolds?”

Observing his entrance into my office was an experience in itself; however, the moment he approached me, his fragrance enveloping my senses, and the magnetic pull drawing me nearer to him, unfolded an entirely distinct narrative.

In a sudden, unexpected movement, his hand stretched towards me as if with a purpose, seemingly aimed at reaching for my forehead.

However, in a swift response, I instinctively adjusted, a deliberate effort to avoid the incoming touch, attempting to pry my head away from the incoming grasp of his presence, which emanates an undeniable sense of intensity.

My actions were not intentional, but rather a result of external forces compelling me to behave in a manner contrary to my original intentions.

"I'm perfectly fine, Alpha Reynolds," I uttered falsely, accompanied by a subtle bow of my head in deference to him.

In that very moment, he advanced towards me with purpose, devoid of any hesitation.

Without a second thought, he fir