22. Nikolai's Mate

Konstantin

Kai walks ahead of me, and we spot the curvy little blonde sitting at the bar. She tenses up before she even turns around, and her heartbeat starts racing.

/“Calm down with your fucking Alpha vibe, will you?”/ I tell him over the link, and he raises his eyebrow at me. /“We don’t know who this girl is; let’s hear her out.”/

He nods, we come to a stop in front of her, and I blink, wondering if we were seeing right. I know I’m sounding like a complete asshole right now, but this woman is not Nikolai’s type at all. She looks like she belongs in a library; short and chubby with curly blonde hair tied up in a high bun and thick black-rimmed glasses behind brown eyes. 

In short, she’s completely plain and not the bombshells he usually used to bring to his penthouse.

Kai doesn’t seem to think what I’m thinking, though, and he approaches her.