Malakai peered at her.
She stared at him.
He wouldn't look away and though she didn't notice, his fingers twitched by his side, an urge to touch her. But he knew he couldn't. He'd been trying, but he somehow hadn't been able to get his wolf under control around her and the last thing he wanted was for Eve to think of him as some kind of beast—for her to believe that supreme alphas like him were dangerous.
"Okay." He shook his head, snapping out of it, and took the laptop back from her "Thank you."
Before he could leave, Eve asked, "Aren't you coming with me?"
"To where?" He glanced at her behind his shoulders.
"My father wants me to see him this morning about something important. I was…hoping you'd want to come with me…"
"I can't," Malakai responded.
"Oh…" The disappointment in her tone was very clear.
She forced a smile on her face and without saying another word, she turned and walked off further into the house, her hands balled by her sides.
