The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 21

Quinn didn’t go home until there was no sun in the sky. She’d sat on the tree root and thought about everything over and over again until she was mentally drained and tired and hungry.

She thought going home would relieve her of all of that stress, but sadly, going home only increased her anxiety… because she could smell Zayd’s scent, that scent that always felt the need to intoxicate her.

Sighing, she walked up onto the porch, opening the front door and walking inside. What could he possibly want from her now? She’d been through enough emotional stress, and now he was here to bestow even more upon her.

Her eyes searched the room, finding him seated on the couch with her father. He had a glass in hand, and she knew it was beer that was inside, and he was laughing with Derrick as though he’d known him for more than a year. “And then what happened?”

“I brought him down, son. I studied the game in the first two rounds and gave them a surprise attack in the next.”

“Nice one…it seems you lived out your youth, unlike me.”

“You still have time left. You’re in your twenties, aren’t you? You can settle down with your mate, but as a man, you can still have fun. I gambled until Kathrine threatened to reject me.”

Alpha Zayd laughed again. “I’m glad she didn’t. I hope my mate doesn’t reject me.”

As he said that, he glanced at her, and Quinn immediately looked away as she continued inside. “Father, what is he doing here?”

“Oh sweetheart, you’re back? He said you guys are close, so he came here for help. The faucet in his bathroom was malfunctioning, and before he could get it sorted out, his whole room was flooded, so I agreed to have him spend the night here.”

“What?!” Quinn’s eyes widened, even her mouth dropped open. “He can’t stay here, dad!”

“Why not?”

“Because…because he…he…” Quinn sighed. “He just can’t.”

“He’s going to be sleeping here in the living room, he won’t cause you any harm. He’s a good man, down to earth regardless of his status.”

“I didn’t say he isn’t a good man, I said he can’t stay here…him and I…we’re…dad just let him stay somewhere else. There must be other spare rooms.”

“Even so, I’d prefer it if he stays, he’s my beer company for tonight and probably tomorrow night too, right son?”

Mom came in, carrying sliced apples on a tray. “Have a bite you two, beer isn’t healthy.”