Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- Her father certainly didn't, but he clearly knew something was wrong. He stood frozen at the threshold of the front hall and allowed his wary gaze to shift deliberately back and forth between his daughter and the apparent ex-mate standing next to her. Ashly followed her father's gaze to Alex. Clearing her throat, she rubbed the back of her neck. They both had to look a bit red in the face.

The old man would be able to tell they'd been scurrying around doing something just before he came in. "We were just tidying up a bit when you arrived," Ashly said, gesturing around to her spotless living room. "We?" The man seemed less interested in the cleanliness of his daughter's home and more curious about her ex-boyfriend by her side. "What is he doing here?

I thought you were just doing business with him and nothing else?" "Ah, Papa, this is-" "Hello, Man, it's been a year; nice to meet you again," Alex introduced himself with a formal bow. "When President Ashly told me you would be meeting her for dinner, I asked to join, as we hadn't had the pleasure." "Ah, I see!" Man immediately relaxed , nodding his head as he eyed the young man standing before him.

" ---- Nice to finally meet you in person, Alex; it's been a year since you..." "Ummm, Papa, let it be", Ashly cut him in the middle. Alex bowed again, almost automatically. "You as well, sir." There was an awkward pause before Man let out a heavy sigh. "Well!" He said this, setting down the shopping bags and transferring the food to both hands. "I've brought plenty to eat. Join us, please!" Alex cast a quick glance at Ashly before nodding. "Of course," he replied.

Ashly walked up to her father, patting the old man's shoulder on her way into the kitchen. "I'll start setting the table, papa." "Ashly, I keep telling you to get a housekeeper wherever you go." Man drawled with a soft tsk. He shook his head as his daughter rushed off to collect dishes and utensils from the kitchen. "You don't have to do such menial tasks, you know." Alex approached the older Alpha as he went on berating his daughter .

Quietly and politely , he held out his hands to take the man's bags. "Oh, thank you." Man handed Alex the to-go bags he was still carrying. "Please, make yourself comfortable," the younger ---- Alpha said with a respectful nod. If Man was surprised to hear Alex inviting him to sit and 'make himself comfortable' in his own daughter's home, he didn't mention it. He did, however , raise a brow as he went to the table.

He sat down with a huff and pulled out his phone to answer a few emails while he waited for them to get dinner ready. Alex took the bags into the kitchen, where Ashly was pulling plates and glasses out of the cabinets . The two shared a glance, but that was all. With a joint sigh, they set about preparing the food.