Alpha Jonathan’s displeased face greeted my supposed lovely evening. He put out his cigarette as he strode toward me. “I called many times. None of it you answered.”
I crossed my arms. “Should I? We already broke up, why are you still here?”
His mouth twitched upward. “Grow up, Anastasia! You’re still upset about that pack party dance with Emilia?”
He scoffed. I scoffed back.
“Oh really? Didn’t Emilia go there as your date? You just invited me out of courtesy.” I jerked my chin to his phone. “Look at her Instagram post. She even boasted the whole pack of you and her drinking and dancing!”
“Ana.”
I ignored him. “As for your call, I’m a fucking nurse, Alpha. The pack’s hospital never runs out of patients. I’m busy working the whole day.”
“And you really can’t spare a single damn minute to answer me?”
I straightened my back and leaned toward him. “Who are you in my life then? Aside from being my pack’s Alpha, who are you? ”
His nose flared at the same time anger darkened his face. “And how much money do you make as a nurse, then? You can barely buy a car! I gifted you one yet you still prefer to walk home and pay for a taxi.”