Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- Allen and Sebestian love story ll Flashback Continue:- Allen was suddenly back in fifth grade when my whole world stopped as he walked into her homeroom. The difference this time was that he wasn't wearing a uniform and he had a can of cold beer in his hand. He still has that cold, hard stare, and his hair is still undone and messy in a good way. But he is still unbelievably gorgeous. Like a Greek god that descended to Earth.

He walked like he was a runway model in a fashion show, and goddamn , he looked like one too. Allen POV:- I guess I was just used to it, but I acknowledged him by giving him the same cold stare, just like before. I remember hearing Rich chuckle. Rich never chuckled. He used to growl at me or spit on the ground just to rile me up whenever I was around. Why is he chuckling now?

"Why are you both staring at each other like you want to kill each other?" Tian asked, his voice as innocent asa child's. "They kind of have a history," Rich said. Linitially thought he meant that we, Sebestian and I, ---- used to be the biggest enemies back in our old school. But now that I've thought of it, Rich said "history" as if there was another meaning to it.

As if we secretly saw each other in an empty classroom back when we were in school, during our breaks, stealing kisses and giggling at the air while holding each other. Silly, I know. But the thought made the fucking butterflies in my stomach flutter. I later discovered that Sebestian and Rich were taking up music at the same school as me. They were Jon's friends too. 1 remember not knowing how I should feel that night. I was supposed to be happy because he's here. But I also feel embarrassed.

I remember almost confessing to him on the last day of school, yet Isaw him making out with another woman. avoided him all night. Iremembered making tons of friends that night. I was normally a shy person, but I guess it was because of the alcohol that I had the courage to talk to people , which I don't usually do. I was told I had a high tolerance when it comes to alcohol, and I know that perfectly well.

I can already see some people staggering, finding it hard to maintain their balance, but I was still sober and could handle a few more bottles of beer. I transfer from one table to another , opening a can of beer as soon as the other one I'm holding is empty. As the night went on, I started to get tipsy, but I remember that I was having fun. ---- Ialso remember seeing Sebestian staring at me from across the room. He had a girl by his side, whispering something to him.

The girl was giggling , but his attention wasn't on the woman, who was wearing a skimpy, tight dress. I pitied her. His eyes were on me, and I could see it despite the dark room because his stares were burning holes in my body. It was as if he was looking right through my very soul, examining me, not missing an inch of my body. I felt uncomfortable. I took one last big gulp of my beer and excused myself. I stood up and went to the bathroom.

I didn't feel like peeing, so instead I recomposed myself in front of the bathroom mirror. What are you doing, Sebestian ? Why are you looking at me like that? The man I had been avoiding the whole night stumbled into the bathroom. He was staggering , and he would've broken his head if I hadn't caught him in time. I remembered loving how he felt in my embrace, but that didn't even prepare me for what was about to come. His lips met mine as he cupped my face. My eyes widened in surprise.

I could remember how everything blurred down to that one guy in front of me whose lips were on mine. I could remember how I couldn't hear anything despite the blasting music