**Alpha Barrett's POV**

Micaela's face still taunted me like a lover's caress, her hair, her eyes, I couldn't even forget those simple things about her.

"I thought I had gotten way past this stage," I muttered to myself.

"You think so, I'm pretty unforgettable Alpha," I heard her voice say.

"Wow, I had been seeing her before, and now I'm fucking hearing her, really," I muttered angrily.

Sitting up in my bed, why the hell can't I just forget her and hate her? Why do I always think of her ...