Alex was stunned and silent. His eyes betrayed him. His worried gaze darkened as soon as Ashly's words reached her ears. Not even scent blockers could cover up the sharp musk of his desire. So he wasn't apathetic at all.

"Isn't it the same?" Alex asked, shaking his head as if coming out of a trance. He raised a hand to grip Ashly's wrist, but she didn't pull him away. "We only just met. So isn't it the same? Aren't you mad at me? Even though I am your Alpha, I left you years ago ...