Chapter 36

Silvia The rich aroma of herbs and spices wafted through our modest living room as I tucked a loose strand of my wild red curls behind my ear, pretending not to notice how Alpha Sherman's intense blue gaze followed my every move. "Just a lucky guess," I said casually, referring to how I knew he'd like Noah's special herbal tea. But it wasn't luck at all. When Alpha Sherman walks into our modest home and looks curiously at everything from the worn furniture to the family photo hanging on the wall. Another memory suddenly came to me: Zak's first visit. Unlike Alpha Sherman's genuine interest, Zack hadn't even bothered to fake politeness. His face had remained tight with disdain, as if our home's warm cinnamon and vanilla scents personally offended him. My mom handed Zack a cup of her special herbal tea with her trademark smile. He'd barely taken a sip before commenting,"Sherman would probably like this weird stuff. Sweet yet strong—just like him. Total freak." I'd laughed then, unable to