Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 192

Lottie POV

"You're awake." I smiled, seeing Chase leaning up the door. I hadn't heard or seen him come in. But it was amazing to see that smiling face staring at me. I had truly thought the worst back in that realm.

"I am, thanks to you, I imagine." He winked over at me as he strolled into the room, his presence demanding the attention of everyone. I could feel Knox and Kane at my sides, both of them reaching into the chairs, no doubt, to ensure their father didn't see him as a threat.

"We are having a private conversation, if you don't mind waiting outside." Leigh announced, his tone remarkably respectful for an Alpha who I knew hated disrespect of any kind.

"Or being interrupted." Sage giggled, recalling how red his face gets when he is fighting to keep the lid on his anger.

"Carry on, don't let me stop you, you were just getting to the good part." Chase grinned brightly at my Alpha as he slipped further into the room and passed him by, patting him on the shoulder with a nod. "You are telling it spectacularly as well, suspenseful in all the right places. Honestly, great job." He praised him as he waltzed behind Kane's chair and rested his hands on the back of mine.

"All good boss man." He asked Kane, seeing his cheeks red from our earlier conversation.

"Yep!" Kane replied sharply, but we all knew it wasn't aimed at Chase.

"Are you trying to be funny?" Leigh questioned, sitting back in his chair to eye Chase with a little less respect than earlier.

"No." Chase yapped as I turned to look at him, pinching his side, his face twisted in confusion.

"What the heck Queenie?" He groaned before looking back at Leigh. "No, I am not trying...." He grinned, and I closed my eyes, knowing exactly what was coming next. "It just comes naturally to me, Alpha." He added with another award-winning wink. That Alpha and Luna didn't find half as amusing as I did.

"But look, I get it, you wanna talk to Lottie here, and you can... but I am staying." He shrugged. I could feel him planting his feet firmly on the ground in protest.