IT'S MY TURN

He made his decision and started to talk, saying, "I, Alpha Valle—"

But before he could finish, Alexa cut him off. She quickly punched him in the stomach. "You jerk!" she yelled, feeling a mix of anger and hurt. Her voice showed how much she felt betrayed.

As she looked at Valle, Alexa felt frustrated. Her punch seemed to do nothing to him. He didn't even flinch or show any sign of pain. Fueled by her anger, she swung her arm again, trying hard to land a strong hit. She wanted him to feel the sting that she was feeling right then. But Valle easily dodged her punch, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

This only added to her frustration. She tried again to hit him, but once more, he moved out of the way quickly.

As they continued this playful but intense back-and-forth, there was a strange mix of excitement and energy between them. Each movement was filled with a blend of frustration, desire, and the urge to show who was in control. It was like a dance, their bodies caught in a stru