As Isaiah had suggested, I let my closeness with Alpha Chris continue. As the man had hoped, I no longer resisted; all I did was get that woman out of my body.
If Alpha Chris had wanted me for so long, why not just say so? Why deliberately lure his wife's spirit out of its original host—Paula's body—and then direct it to enter me as the new host? This was ridiculous, and being in Alpha Chris' study alone made me feel awkward.
It was never usually like this. Our business was only related to pack safety and returning to our universe. But this time, we sat together like lovers and talked about random things to get closer. It felt strange, but I liked his attempt to get into my heart by being my type.
"I'm sure you must have been loved by many women when you were young," I said, laughing at his joke. A hint of seduction made me blush, but I tried to brush it off.
