Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Jess was walking just fine. No staggering, no tripping, no leaning on walls for support. Her back was straight. Her heels clicked with confidence. She even glanced at her reflection in a glass panel and fixed a stray hair. She wasn't drunk. Not even a little. She'd been pretending the entire time. As soon as we entered the room, Jess said she wanted to take a shower. I glanced at her warily. "You've been drinking," I said, keeping my tone polite. "Showering might not be a good idea right now. Let me get you some honey water instead." She didn't even look at me. "I'm fine." She turned toward the bathroom like I hadn't said anything at all. I stepped forward, blocking her path. "Seriously. I can't answer to Alpha Alexander if something happens to you. Please don't be difficult."' Chapter h That made her stop. Her eyes darkened and then went glassy, reddening again like she might cry. But this time, I wasn't buying it. I gently guided her toward the couch instead. "Sit. Just rest a bit, alright?" She did, wordlessly. I called the front desk and asked them to send up some warm honey water. As soon as I hung up, my phone buzzed again. I glanced at the screen. Only two contacts existed in my phone- Alexander and Gai. This one was Alexander. I hesitated for a second, then answered. His voice was cool and simple: "Come to my suite." No explanation. No greeting. Just an order. "I'll be there in a moment," I said. I turned to Jess. She was curled up on the couch, arms crossed, still acting like the world had betrayed her. "I'm going to check in with Alpha Alexander. You rest. Your honey water will be here soon." She didn't reply. She just looked up at me with that frosty, Chapter 13 unreadable stare-like I'd just told her I was taking her place in line for something she believed was hers. I opened my mouth to say something, but stopped. Anything I added would only make it worse. I nodded and turned toward the door. A short walk later, I tapped my room card at Alexander's suite and stepped inside. The place was dark, the lights dimmed to a soft amber glow. Alexander stood near the window, taking off his watch with slow, methodical movements. His posture was always elegant, deliberate-never a slouch or stumble to him. He didn't look at me when he spoke. "I'm hungry." I blinked. "Sorry?" His tone didn't change. "I'm hungry." For a wild second, my brain short-circuited. Hungry as in- what kind of hungry? I hoped not 'sexually' hungry. I stared at his back, completely unsure how to respond. Then he added, flatly, "To eat!"" I exhaled. Right. Of course. "Okay" I said quickly, clearing my throat. "What would you like? I can call the kitchen." He shrugged. "Anything." That wasn't helpful at all. But I didn't push. I listed off a few items off the top of my head-grilled chicken, seafood pasta, mushroom soup, whatever I could remember from the menu- and relayed it to the housekeeper over the intercom. Once I hung up, Alexander finally turned to me. He walked over slowly, stopping a few feet away. "Gai used to handle all this," he said. Just that. No warmth. No thanks. Just a casual reminder that I was still in the learning curve. I gave a short nod. "Understood."" He didn't ask me to stay. He just said, "You can leave." Dismissed. Like a server who had poured the last glass of wine. I turned toward the door without saying anything more. As I stepped into the hallway, I thought about the man behind next, cold and clipped, like I barely existed. Chapter 33 I shook my head to myself. What a temperamental man. Olivia's POV I woke up to the quiet stillness of the room. Jess was still curled up in the extra bed, asleep like a statue-face turned to the side, lips slightly parted. I didn't wake her. I changed quietly and slipped out. My stomach was growling. I hadn't eaten properly the night before on the yacht-too many awkward encounters, too many things on my mind. 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