Sebastian
"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 pr
