Chapter 44

Lucas

Her eyes widen, and for the first time, I see a flicker of fear. “Relax,” she whispers in a shaky tone. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

I let her go, stepping back, my breathing heavy as I fight to keep my wolf under control. “Get the hell out of here, Serena. We’re done.”

She straightens her dress, her confidence slinking back in like an unwanted guest. “Why, Alpha Lucas? Don’t you like me? Am I not beautiful enough for you?”

I narrow my eyes slightly. She is beautiful…there’s no denying it. A perfect, curvaceous body that could make any man melt into a puddle, especially in that tight dress that’s barely keeping her boobs in place. And a face that screams I spent three hours on this.

But it’s obvious. She’s trying way too hard to impress me.

And she doesn’t.

Because she’s not Aria.

“You’re not my type,” I say flatly.

Her lips twitch, like she’s fighting the urge to slap me, and I smirk. “Now, get out of my sight.”