Chapter - 59

"Do you have to be so stubborn about it?" I muttered, as I stood behind a seated Alpha Evan with scissors in my hand.

"I can do it myself," he muttered moodily, his lips curving into an adorable pout, making him look like a four year old.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah, right. Which is why it's all wayward at the back, isn't it?"

It was later that evening when I'd woken up from a nap, only to find Alpha Evan standing in front of the floor length mirror in his room and attempting to cut his own hair. He had done a pretty decent job at the front but the back looked horrendous, so much so that the sight had made me laugh, bringing his attention to a now awake me.

He had simply scowled in reply before continuing to cut his hair at the back without seeing what he was doing. That was when I'd practically pushed him on to a chair and forced him to let me cut his hair for him. I'd done it plenty of times for Raymond and was good at it if I did say so myself.

He huffed, the tips of his