Seraphina's POV
He glared at me, his eyes filled with a teeth-grinding, helpless frustration. "Can you please just listen to me seriously?"
I pointed to the handful of snacks in my palm. "I literally brought snacks for storytime. How is that not taking this seriously?"
Mortimer instantly choked on his words.
He took a deep, ragged breath, forcefully shoving down his surging Alpha aura.
He glared at me again, his jaw ticking. "Seraphina, you are doing this on purpose just to piss me off, aren't you?"
Honestly, I really was listening.
Seeing him looking like he was about to blow a gasket, I generously split my stash, holding half of the snacks out to him.
"Do you want to eat while you talk?"
"Seraphina!" Mortimer locked his jaw, grinding my name out syllable by agonizing syllable.
