Chapter 7. Sparks

“You know, I’m not here to play around.”

He clenched his jaw, “Neither am I. You think I like having a human as my mate?”

A scoff came out of my mouth. 

A human as his mate? He must have read too many werewolf stories in his past times for him to think it is like this.

“That is not the point. The point is you telling me you’re a werewolf. I mean we’re in the 21st century, Mr. Jones.”

“Ace. Call me Alpha Ace.” He corrected, standing tall and towering over my figure.

I didn’t dare quiver but instead stood my ground as I faced him, “That alpha word again. I heard that from Mark too.”

Hearing me say that made him clench his jaw as if I said something hurtful, something that hurt his pride. 

“Because I am an alpha, and I am the leader of my pack.” He said. “I already bought you, so you’re mine now.”

Pack? The way he said strange words makes me doubt if he’s even sane.

Goodness. Is this a public prank? Is there a camera