Chapter 5 - 005
Alpha Mitch’s anger faltered as a pair of doe-like eyes stared back at him fear making them waver slightly unable to hold his gaze and shyly look away.
"What happened to your hair?" Alpha Mitch asked and that made Tristan’s eyes widened in realization as he remembered the wig he had abandoned on his bed after he woke.
The wig made his head hot and it was itchy on his bare skin, he could not imagine wearing it again today.
"I—I don’t know"Tristan stuttered as he replied after he got breathless under the Alpha’s smothering gaze.
Alpha Mitch frowned in confusion mixed with disbelief.
How can a person not know what happened to their hair?" He thought as he watched Tristan shift uncomfortably on his seat.
He had believed he could tolerate anyone chosen to be his mate, but he was suddenly rethinking that decision.
Tristan was close to tears as he pushed the food around in his plate, he could no longer eat and he was scared to leave the dining room with his plate still full.
His Mother had thought to never be wasteful.
"What if he gets mad at me for wasting food?" Tristan thought as he stole another glance at Alpha Mitch.
But he suddenly remembered something and his interest in the food diminished to the lowest level and he suddenly sprang out of his seat.