Chapter 573

Graham:

I arrived at the building excitedly.

The moment I stepped out of my car, I noticed the warrior at the front, frowning and wrinkling his nose as if in disgust.

“Is there a problem?” I asked, approaching him while holding the chocolates and bouquet.

He looked at me, then at the bouquet.

“Alpha Graham, I don’t mean to be rude, but if you’ve come here to harass

someone, please leave,” he warned.

Those words hit me like a silver bullet.

I could not even respond.

I glared at him, and he seemed to realize he had crossed a line.

“Sorry,” he muttered, immediately looking down.

My silence was warning enough.

I stormed inside, leaving him behind because I did not want to speak anymore.

I was in a really good mood.

Tonight, I was going to slowly introduce Sherry to the world as my second mate.

I was also going to give a short interview, just like she suggested, for the sake of my reputation.

I felt upbeat, and no one, not even a single person, could bring me down.

“Where is Sherry’s cabin?” I asked one of the ladies on the first floor.

She stepped back from me as if I were a curse.

“Do you have an appointment?” she questioned. “Did she ask you to come here? Did she permit you to come here?”

Her words were demeaning, but at that point, I realized that unless I started

something meaningful or showed some redemption, everyone would treat me badly.

That was the sad truth about alphas.

People loved to tear them down for the smallest mistakes.

For all they knew, I could have had mental issues.

Maybe I was under stress. Maybe I had misunderstood Yuvonne’s words.

My father tried to say that I was suffering from my child’s loss, that I might have imagined it all.

Yet no. They did not look at me with any empathy.

For them, I was just an Alpha who had done one wrong thing, accusing a slutty Luna Yuvonne of drugging me.

Or maybe the mountaintop story.

Maybe they were already suspicious about that night on the mountain top.

“I’m sorry, what?”

I shook myself back to reality when realized she had been staring at my face in confusion for too long, ker fingers curling around the file probably out of alertness.

“Yes, of course. Just tell her, and she’ll let you know,” I grunted, a little annoyed that

Sherry had not already informed anyone of my arrival.

One would think that she was dating an Alpha. She would have told them.

People should know that an Alpha was coming here to meet her.

The woman looked at me, then went behind the counter.

She made a call, and I noticed the change in her expression.

She realized she had been wrong, that I had indeed been asked to come here.

“Sir, it’s on the third floor,” she replied, her tone much milder this time.

Probably because Sherry was a very important reporter, a well-known one. They treated her with a lot of respect.

And if she had called me here, that meant she trusted me enough.

I gave the lady a judgmental glare before heading to the third floor.

Once I arrived there, I realized how many eyes were on me the entire time.

I even took the staircase because the elevator felt suffocating.

I had not even stepped inside when everyone started pushing their women behind

them, as if I were some hungry wolf ready to attack.

I reached the office, and that was where Sherry came out.

“Graham,” she greeted with a smile.

I opened my arms for a hug, but I noticed that she held herself back.

I thought maybe it was because

was afraid people would see us

together and spreading

rumors

before we had come out and spoken

about our relationship.

I guess that was when I decided I had to comfort her, to let her know she was not

alone, that I was ready to stand by her side and defend her to the world.

I looked into her eyes as I walked closer and gently placed my hand under her

cheek.

“I think I am ready,” I said, waiting for her to jump up and down happily and express her excitement.

However, her response did not give me any clarity.

Unlike all the other times when she

would perk up while listening to me talk about her or giving her a chance, this time her face turned cold, as if our desires were no longer ne the same.

There was a slight, unsettling edge to her silence.

“I’m ready to introduce you to the council members, to the people around. And no, nothing bad will happen to us,” I added, just in case I was not clear enough.

However, the look on her face did not change.

She was staring at me as if she were deep in thought, and it did not sit well with me.