Chapter 112

Sebastian's pov "I'm afraid I already have plans for Saturday," I said, keeping my voice polite but firm. Miss Hazel's face fell, disappointment flashing across her features before she composed herself. She leaned forward, dropping all pretense of playing hard-to-get. "That's perfectly fine, Alpha Sebastian. I can accommodate your schedule, whenever you're available. Perhaps we could give each other another chance?" I let my smile fade slightly. No point in prolonging this charade. "Miss Hazel, you're an exceptional woman," I said directly. "But we're not compatible. I hope you've at least enjoyed dinner." "I did enjoy it," she admitted, eyes fixed on mine. "I thought we might have a future together. I like you." "I'm sorry." "Could you tell me what I did wrong?" she pressed, voice tinged with bewilderment. "I thought things were going well." I shook my head. "It's not about you. It's my personal preference." Her scent soured with disappointment. "May I ask what type of woman you're lo