“Hi, I'm Jericho,” she heard his voice echoing in her head. His smile was broad, and nice. Olive was forced to smile in return.“Hi, Jeri,” she said blankly and he chuckled at the nickname.“Remember me?”“You... you were part of those me who mocked me,” she responded. He bit his lower lip, looked down and began to scratch the back of his head.“I... well—” he looked up at her.“I apologize for that. But, you already had your revenge. You beat me, broke my nose, slashed my face and knocked me out. Bravo,” be said with a genuine smile.“Why do you... seem proud of me when you should be angry that I did that?”“You proved us wrong. You're not 'fragile, weak and unworthy of him'.”Olive stared hard, trying to descern what he was up to. But, she couldn't find anything amiss. He seemed... real.“Thanks, I guess,”

“Alpha, we've arrived,” the driver announced after he noticed that Alpha Knight wasn't aware that the car had stopped.“Hmm,” Wayne grunted him an answer and opened his eyes. The door was already open and the second bodyguard was standing by it with his hands clasped in front of him. Alpha Knight stepped out and walked straight through the glass doors with his men trotting by him.The Valor House, a nightclub slash guest house, was his, but commercialized for public use. He had his special room upstairs and that was where he was headed. The workers, as was tradition, bowed to the Alpha as he walked to the stairs. He got to the door upstairs and swiped his card against it and it opened to reveal a big room. Dark red carpet was smoothened from wall to wall and the white and gold cushion sofas took most of the space. The chandelier gave the room a golden-yellow glow and the appliances and other furniture sparkled under it.Alpha Wayne steppe

When Olive returned few minutes later from the bathroom, she found hot towels in a flask and two shopping bags on the bed. She immediately took the hot towel and placed it around her neck. She winced at first but it was later soothing so she let it stay there. She checked the contents of the bags and found out they were new clothes.“Why does he keep buying new clothes? How about the ones he bought for me the other day? Where are they even?” she asked no one in particular.Olive found a short black dress and loved it immediately. She straightened it on the bed and decided to wear it. She did and it looked splendid on her. It had a round neck, and was printed from the waist to her knees. Little shiny stones were studded around the chest area and they glittered as she moved her body. She walked to the mirror and finger-combed her hair. There was nothing to use to style it, so she just let it fall beautifully on her. Besides, she had a silky, not too stubborn

“Who wants to see me? Olive?” he asked, his eyes still red.“Yes, Olive. She's in Dolly's room,” Jake answered. Wayne exhaled and ran his fingers through his hair again.“She... She hates me, ” he muttered and began to walk in circles, with his fists balled tight.“No, she doesn't. You're her f\*cking mate, Wayne! She's attracted to you so just return that attraction. What's stopping you?”“I don't know, Jake! It's just hard.”Jake sighed and telepathically informed Dolly that he was bringing Wayne to see Olive. Dolly approved.“Come on, let's go see your mate,” Jake said and began to walk away with Crusoe.“Wait, I'll go alone,” Wayne objected and walked into the elevator alone. It closed and few minutes later, he walked into the hallway which contained his sisters' rooms. He knocked lightly on Dolly's.“Come in,” Dolly's voice answ

“You look good,” she breathed out. His tensed up cheek muscles flicked and a smirk appeared on his face.“Is there a time I look awful?” he teased her.“Thanks for the compliment though,” he added as he continued to smirk at her.She gulped and turned around to walk towards the bathroom. She successfully made it to the door, but something told her he was still staring at her. She wanted to look back so badly, but she managed to open the door and enter. She heaved a deep sigh, expecting to feel relief that she was no longer under his gaze.But instead, her nostrils inhaled his rainy smell and it messed with her senses. She suddenly wanted to turn back, run to him and sniff his hair. She balled her fists in an attempt to refrain herself from moving. Thankfully, it worked. She stripped, entered under the shower that reeked of him and manage to shower with closed eyes. When she was done, she wore a bathrobe and stepped out