'Why did I think it was a good idea to go out with a famous alpha for food? Ugh, is my face covered properly? I can feel everyone staring at me. I knew I should have said no when Lynn asked me to wear my signature mask.'
For the third time, I fought my instincts to fidget with my mask as I straightened my spine. The restaurant walls were the only thing protecting me from the onslaught of reporters currently.
And as if that was not enough, the alpha in front of me was smiling as if he knew nothing, when he was the very reason I was in this mess.
"Don't worry about the reporters. They might look scary but I will help you lose them soon enough."
Lynn told me, his smile telling me that he would help me out in any way he could.
However, I blamed him for my current situation.
"So, why did you ask me out? And why did you want me to wear my Ace attire? I'm sure it's not for a simple meal."
I asked Lynn and he looked away with a small blush on his face.
