Seoha's POV
Whiplash.
Kang Taesan gives me whiplash.
The change in the alpha from the man who helped me out of my anxiety by making me sit on his lap, to the man who called Yuki to take me out of his office was too sudden.
'Yuki, give him a fucking tour' he said into the phone coldly and the redhaired Japanese lady came to pull me out.
I sigh as I play with the end of my chopsticks…Daeshin's visit barely matters to me right now.
My omega is still purring at the feeling of his soft handkerchief soaking up my tears, and the way his scent wrapped around me is still in my head, it's impossible to think he wouldn't want a mate.
How can I think that when he let me nose at his scent gland and he regulated his scent for me.
Maybe I have a chance…if I talk to him about us being fated mate, he might consider it…right?
"Ow, fuck!"
Someone in the Mountain Atelier cafeteria accidentally kicked a table, and the noise brings me out of my thoughts and back into the room.
