Six

Anton immediately grabbed the drink on the table in nonchalance to sip from it after calling out such a huge amount. He could feel the stares of the other Alphas, but he didn’t care. All he could focus on was the woman in front of him.

She had tears in her eyes that she refused to let fall. She was weak yet strong. These attributes were in such a huge contrast with each other, he found it more entertaining than listening to the underground whispers and murmurs.

"Alpha Anton, you don’t do things like this, so how come you’re buying off this pregnant maiden?" Alpha Jacob, one of the few Alpha's who was bold enough not to flee from the table, queried.

Anton shifted his gaze to look at the bald man. "For the same reasons as you all. A man should be entertained sometimes, shouldn't he?” he coldly asked.

There were whistles and shouts of approvals from the rest of the Alphas at his words, but he didn’t look at them at all. He turned back to Kyra who was no longer looking at him. She had he