The Princess’s Broken Alpha

“I don’t f*****g want him!”

Her voice echoed through the hall and I can hear her scrambling around the room, the door open ajar. They are so caught up in the argument that they don’t even close the door. I catch a glimpse of the white floral dress she’s wearing that spans at her hips flattering her curves.

“Jessie listen. He’s not that bad. Sure he’s not what you were expecting but at least he’s Alpha. Does that not at least count for something?” his voice booms through the corridor and I wonder how many others in the building are listening to the conversation and the embarrassment of their Alpha.

There’s a pause and I’m holding my breath. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears and my mouth is dry.

“I’m not trying to be a b***h Daniel. I just don’t want him. It’s uncomfortable even looking at him. Jesus. If we’re being honest he makes my skin crawl” her voice is laced with disgust and of course she’s being harsh but she thinks this is her being kind.