CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

Evvie’s POV:

I looked towards every direction. There was no way out.

The gulp I allowed myself felt like metal just scratched my throat as I slowly, insufferably turned in the spot my feet was rooted into.

His broad, wide chest was the first thing I saw as I spun.

My lips arched on their own accord at the amused look on his face, but also, suspicion.

“What can I do for you, Alpha? If you act like a pervert again, I might not sign an autograph for you.” I smirked, flashing my pearly teeth as I plastered on a fake smile.

“But hey, since you’re here now, got a pen?” I extended my hand, widening my smile.

I saw his jaw clench, his arms taut against his bulging chest. The pitch-black orbs of his watched me with judgement that I felt like I was being interrogated.

He tilted his head slightly, and I internally flinched when his eyes, which reminded me of obsidian, traveled down the length of me.

“Who are you, mate?”

You’d think it’s funny your own mate doesn’t even know you, who you are, you