Page 27 of The Alpha King's Heart: His Rejected Mate

"A girl, nice," I winked and he rolled his eyes at me.Looking bored.

"And football?"I asked.

"Friday...I'm going upstairs," he hollered.

"Alright!"

After finishing with the food, I rushed upstairs too.I got ready for dinner and I was more than happy when the bedroom door opened.

"Adira," I heard Wyatt call.

"Closet!"he walked in seconds later and stood behind the chair I was sitting in.He kissed my hair and inhaled my scent deeply.

"Oh, I missed this," he whispered, I stood up and hugged him.I craved his intoxicating scent and my wolf waggled her tail, excited to be in his presence after not seeing him the whole day yesterday.He went to refresh and I waited in the bedroom.He later came out, wearing shorts and a shirt.He frowned, taking me in.

"I feel underdressed,"

"I'm overdressed," I giggled and took his hand.

"Shall we?"

We were having a moonlight dinner, outside in the gazebo." How was work,"

"Tiresome, how was your day?"

"It was alright.I cooked and cooked, kinda bored honestly, it would be nice if I got a job,"

He sighed deeply, taking my hand and kissing it.

"All you have to do is be the lady of this house, love.Go shopping, change whatever has to be changed, and just go wild.You spent your whole adult life working to support yourself and Lucas, let me take over now," he said.I knew I would meet some resistance from him.

"That's not just me, Wyatt, I want to work, please let me,"

"But why?"he asked, looking genuinely confused.

"So many reasons.I want to be financially independent, and working will give me a sense of satisfaction," I said.

"Alright, I'll think about it,"

I wanted to laugh, I wasn't asking for permission to work, I was just informing but he was already stressed about this issue so I let it go...For now.The food servants finished serving the food and Wyatt smiled at me.

"Babe, did you cook all this?"

"Yes," I beamed, Proud of myself, it looked amazing and tasted even better.He took a bite of his steak.

"I love it," He said.

The rest of the night we talked about everything and nothing, we were tranquil.

"Wyatt, you haven't told me about your family yet, where are they?"He scowled at my sudden question.

"Mother is traveling, she loves to do that and my half-brother, Azriel is on a secret service mission for the pack but I hear he's back," he said.

"Oh, he's your half-brother," I commented.

"He's a dickhead who irks me," he drank his brandy.I narrowed my eyes, surprised at what I said.

"Why?"