Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- 1Am Sorry One Month Later: It's been a whole month since Ashly left him, and now Alex feels all the pain that Ashly felt all those years. When your loved one leaves you without any explanation or news. But no, not now. Alex is going to fight for his love and for his mate. That's why Alex is here, back in his home town, to fight for his love. "Welcome home, Alex." Alex looks towards Alvin, who came to fetch him from the airport.

"Alvin, what are you doing here?" Alex asks while raising his eyebrows. "Of course , to fetch you stupid , when I got to know you were going to transfer your business here, I already made arrangements," Alvin said with a stupid smirk on his face. "What arrangement?" "Oh, you will know soon; let's settle you down first, then you will meet her." ---- Alex nodded and left with him.

"Just wait, love; I will chase you again.' Another Month Pass:~ Ashly felt that she should be dreaming of this meeting again, so she leaves Alex without any information. Otherwise , why are the people who hugged and fell asleep together last night standing outside their homes now? Ashly remembers their high school days when she saw Alex; he was also neatly dressed with his hands behind his back and a standard owe smile.

"Hey baby." Ashly, who was woken up by the doorbell, was speechless, so she had to shout the other person's name to symbolically express his dissatisfaction : "Today is April Fool's Day? Why are you here?" "No," Alex said, looking at his little mate and smiling. Astrand of hair and the long-sleeved pajamas that he usually wears.

Although he knew what she was asking, he could not help but deliberately tease her: " Today is just an ordinary Saturday." Ashly at home is very different from when she was at work. Only she can see it.

"Idiot," Alex's smile became brighter and brighter , and Ashly was so irritated , leaning against the door ---- and looking at the person in front of it amusedly , " What the hell is going to happen?" "Alright," Seeing Ashly's helplessness to allow himself, Alex couldn't help holding out one hand to hold the opponent; his little finger hooked lightly, indicating that he would take it when he saw it, and he took out the left hand that had been hidden from behind.

"Let's go on a date today, baby." The sunshine at ten o'clock in the morning was just right , and a bunch of bouquets appeared in front of Ashly. It is not a gorgeous everlasting rose, nor is ita romantic rose with strong affection. The light, vibrant green, and surrounding sunflowers in bloom are what catch Ashly's attention. Others will ask if the lover sends flowers: why not send roses, but sunflowers and green carnations?

But Ashly knew it was just a dream; she is dreaming about her past life because, in her present, Alex is not there to love her. So she just took a look at Alex, looked at each other to confirm their eyes, and didn't need to say anything more. "Very numb." Ashly took the flower and commented inconsistently, but the left hand that hooked the little ---- finger was entangled with the other person's five fingers, pulling the person into it.

"You can also tell me the date in advance so that I won't be able to pack up quickly. Holding the flowers in the living room and looking around, looking for a beautiful and suitable location ," Ashly felt that the good time in the morning had been abandoned by sleeping . 'Now you have to wait for me to clean up first, stupid." "It's okay," Alex said, leaning on the sofa, watching his little mate walk around and making a serious comparison .

He only felt that his lover was like the little prince of the Elf Kingdom, glowing in the sun." Come to the door to pick you up. You look more dated. " Ashly turned around a few times and finally found a satisfactory position. She put the flowers in the vase by the window sill and raised her eyebrows when she heard that. Ashly glanced at Alex, but his eyes couldn't hide his smile. Love, master grin. Alex tilted his head, not guilty; he just smiled and stared at the other person and slowly replied, "You like it, baby." "T don't have a good vase for this." Ashly pouted, and as she patted the table and whispered gently on Alex's shoulder, she spoke frankly.