"That's why I didn't know whether I liked Elian or I just simply admired him for being the perfect alpha in my eyes." Vincent trails off, looking over to me and interlocking his fingers on his lap, "I realized that I liked him later on."
I sit without moving or even scared to breathe because I may destroy the tranquility around the man in front of me.
Strangely, it feels as though Vincent is coming out to me but with more complicated details like alpha, delta…
And I don't feel so forgiving. I feel constricted inside, something heated swirling inside my stomach. Maybe it's Adian's feeling, somewhere in this body that he is rejecting such talks about his husband.
I gulp, moving my jaw, and suddenly realize that there is a biscuit in my mouth. How long have I been keeping it in my mouth? I clear my throat, which breaks the momentum, and quickly chew the contents of my mouth.
"Then he met his mate? Is it Adian?" I ask.
