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Allie slowly peeled her eyes off the ground to look up at him. "Sorry, Alpha, I didn't realize you were there.”

"No need to apologize, I am sure you aren't the first to yell at my son."

I scoffed at that.

"Will you be joining your mom tonight? She is having tea with us." Dad didn't look a bit angry at Allie, which annoyed me. I was his son after all, so couldn't he at least give her a comment about respect?

Allies eyes were wide, and she looked as if she had just been struck by lightning or the possible fear of having dinner with me tonight. I watched her smugly.

"I, um, can't." She tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Why would that be?" I piped in, interested in her excuse. Surely, she wouldn't have anything on. It is Allie Winters after all - a baby had more social events than her.

Her eyes narrowed in my direction. "I have a date if you must know."

She did? With who? Suddenly I wasn't looking so smug, and I smiled bitterly at her. Who was she dating? She did realize that had to stop, didn't she?

"Oh, with who?" Dad questioned, taking her by surprise.

"Um, you won't know him, he’s, um, tall and…" She scratched the back of her neck.

She was lying. She was lying on purpose to try and get out of a dinner with us. Well, let’s face it, she was trying to get out of dinner with me. She continued to babble, and dad wasn't buying it. She was basically hanging herself with her mumbles.

"It's with me," I spoke up, silencing her nonstop babble. "Allie, you suck at lying."

"You two are actually going to dine together?" Dad looked suspicious. "Are you sure you will still be breathing at the end of the night?" His lips twitched with a smile as he looked at me.

"Allie won't kill me." I looked at her, standing speechless with this cute confused look on her face. "Will you, Allie?"

I'm sure she had numerous comebacks or smart remarks, but she didn't say any of them. She just shook her head in reply.

"See, Dad, you have her word."

"No, I have a head shake," he corrected me. "Now shouldn't you two be in class."

Well, we would be I thought if Allie wasn't having a freakout. "You're right we should get going, come on, Allie, we have Math."

"No, I have Art." She crossed her arms, realizing what she had just committed herself to sinking in. "Alpha Harris." She nodded before spinning on her heel and taking off up the steps.

"I better go," I said to dad and darted off in Allie's direction, catching the door just before it closed. "Allie, wait up."

"What the hell were you thinking committing us to dinner together? Did you not get the hint, Zane? I hate you." She glared sideways at me while keeping a fast pace.

"Don't kill me with the love now," I scoffed.

"Kill you, that is exactly what I want to do."

"Allie, you are going to have to face it, we're…

She slapped her hand over my mouth. "Don't you dare finish that sentence," she hissed up at me, her emerald eyes on fire. "Someone might hear you." Her head snapped up and down the passage, shocked no one was in sight.

I pulled her hand from my mouth, "Allie, you mightn't like it, but you and I have things to talk about so I'll pick you up tonight at seven." Just touching her was setting something alive in me, something I hadn't felt before.

Did she feel it? That slow pull starting between us.

"Fine," she huffed, pulling her hand from mine. "But just so you know I'm not happy about this."

"Whatever made you think I was?" I snapped back her, as her bad attitude was getting to me. I wasn't going to lie, I wished my mate was someone else; someone who at least didn't walk around glaring at everyone.