Chapter 3:

Hayden's POV

I kept thinking about Stellar's advice as I walked along the pavement. Whatever she meant by "play hard to get" just didn't reach me.

I rummaged through my handbag, fishing out my phone. The furry phone case brushed against my palms and fingers as I googled what the phrase meant.

The search results soon came up.

"To pretend that you are less interested in someone than you really are as a way of making them more interested in you," a website wrote.

"Well, that's manipulative," I commented, my voice low as i read through other stuffs related to the phrase.

While the trick did seem effective, I doubted that it would work on a man like Alexander. The Alpha had tons of women and men lining up to get his attention.

And there was me, who didn't have to lift a finger to get a kiss from him, planning to ignore him so he could chase me harder.

"Stellar...... something's wrong with that girl."

I closed the screen and dumped the phone into my handbag, my pace increasing.

By now, I had found out that I had been officially kicked out from my family house.

"They could have at least given me a heads up," I mumbled, scanning around for a motel since the sun was starting to set.

My eyes immediately locked onto a motel across the street. It was a two storey building, with tacky valentine decorations and Neon signs strewing its walls.

It definitely wasn't befitting my status, but who was I to choose? I was basically living on a budget.

I crossed the street and entered the motel, walking to the receptionist desk.

"Can I have a room, please? For 3 days,"

I requested and the lady nodded, flipping through a book in search of any available rooms.

"Yes, you can. Kindly insert your bank card into the POS to pay."

I nodded, rummaging through my bag for my mini purse. It wasn't there. And all my ID and bank cards were in it.

"I....I forgot my purse, I'm really sorry........."

I apologized, thinking to Alexander's room. "I must have left it there," I mumbled.

Feeling totally dejected and embarrassed, I left the motel and hailed a cab, driving towards Alexander's abode.

"What if they don't let me in? What if Alexander chases me away?" Several questions ran through my head, with images of awful scenarios, as I walked into the Alpha's property.

"Yes, you can come in," the house lady said, with a smile plastered on her face and my eyes twinkled with happiness.

"Th....thank you," I sighed, relieved, changing into a pair of house slippers.

I quickly ascended the spiral staircases and disappeared into Alexander's room.

The whole room was enveloped in his rich lemon scented pheromones. It wafted into my nostrils, assaulting them with it tangy smell.

Up untill now, every other Alpha's pheromones either nauseated me or excited me disgustingly.

Alexander's was.......different. With his, what I felt was a mixture of relaxation and excitement.

The purse was placed on the neatly made bed along with some of my belongings I didn't know where missing.

After retrieving my stuffs, I exited the room and descended the stairs into the living room.

I soon realized I was drunk on the man's pheromones and crashed onto a couch to get rid of my excitement.

Then I felt sleepy and decided to lay down for a short nap.

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Alexander's POV

I felt a smile creep onto my face as I stared at Hayden, in disbelief.

He lay on his side, dressed in a pair of shorts with bear prints design and a T shirt with a similar design.

"How did he wear such an attire outside?"

I mumbled, with jealousy. Thoughts of other men gawking at his exposed legs burned in my mind.

The pale, milky skin of his thighs glistened, pulling me in. My eyes were fixed on them like they were hypnotic spirals.

"Hayden," I called out to which he responded with a low moan.

I quietly knelt down beside him, my eyes now focused on his face. His dark brown doe eyes were closed, revealing his long silky eyelashes. The bridge of his nose was crimson along with his puffy cheeks.

My eyes then snapped to his rose coloured lips – inviting and extremely kissable – taking in its fullness.

I brushed my fingers against his soft fair skin, and his eyes twitched in response to my touch.

I shuddered with excitement, burying my face into his neck and breathing in his delicious strawberry scent.

"Hayden," I called out again, raising my head, my voice now laced with desperation. I was struggling to control myself and my sporadic groans were evidence.

Images of him naked and in a moaning mess beneath me ran across my mind and I grunted with excitement.

His scent was aphrodisiacal, exciting me and his quiet moans added to the intensity.

This Omega was driving me crazy.

I glanced down at my semi hard length before sighing with guilt. I didn't know I had a kink such as Somnophilia.

I quickly composed myself and stood to my feet.

"Hayden!" I called out to him one more time, my voice slightly raised and my hand shaking him awake.

"Yes!" He replied, with a shout. He sat up in a daze for a few seconds, just blinking, as if trying to fully awake himself.

"Ahh, ahh I'm sorry, I swear I was gonna leave. I just came to get my purse," he apologized, upon seeing my face.

"It's fine," I assured, standing erect, my hand inserted into my pocket to conceal my excited organ.

His lips were partly gape, and his tempting doe eyes stared up at me, a hint of coquettishness to them.

"H...have you eaten?" I stuttered, rubbing my neck with my other hand shyly.

"I have......" His stomach growled on cue, revealing his lie and I burst into a light chuckle.

"How embarrassing!" He sighed, burying his cherry red face into his hands.

"It's not. I'm hungry too. The house lady has left. Noodles?"

He nodded shyly in confirmation and i dashed into the kitchen.

The change in my demeanor whenever I'm with him, the frantic racing of my heart and the way I paid attention to all his little acts — they all made me feel like some lovesick teen.

I sighed as I turned on the stove, thinking back to the first time I saw Hayden.

It was 8 months ago at a wealthy elite's retirement party. Hayden, dressed in a wine coloured suit, stood at a corner, gently sipping his drink as he observed the party crowd.

He gazed on, his face devoid of any expression. The Omega was just like I'd heard — indifferent and frigid. An Alpha soon walked up to the boy, in an attempt to make advances at him.

I watched curiously for his reaction. His deportment remained the same – cold and aloof. He spoke, without casting a single glance at the person, giving little regard to him.

The guest turned to leave, a melancholic expression on his face and my eyes widened with amusement.

He rejected him!

For all I'd been told, Omegas were clingy sluts, especially with Alphas.

But Hayden was different. The boy wore his pride, contradicting beliefs.

He piqued my interest greatly.

I was dead certain he was going to reject me when I offered to buy him a drink. But, to my surprise, he accepted, all thanks to the drinks he'd had before we met though.

The vulnerability he showed only to me made my heart beat in a strange manner. This Omega was strongly tugging on my heart strings and I wasn't complaining.

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Alexander's POV

We sat at the dinning table, munching away the hot spicy meal.

"If you need a place to stay for sometime, you can stay here," I offered a win-win suggestion.

He gets a place to stay and I get to see him everyday.

Something had gone wrong at the Hemsworths' abode. I didn't know what it was, but I was sure of it. Mr Hemsworth was never the type to let his Omega son roam around, let alone spend a night outside.

"Really?....." Hayden's eyes widened at my words.

"Thank you!" He slightly bowed his head.

"I can send someone to get your belongings if you want........" I let the word trail off, my eyes locked onto him, waiting for his reaction.

A sad smile quickly played on his lips and disappeared just as fast.

"It's fine." He gazed upon his plate, his fork fiddling a noodle string.

I continued eating, not wanting to probe him any further with the questions that were running wild in my head.

"You can wash up in my bathroom and sleep in my room," I said, rising up to clean the table.

"Ahh! ahh! don't worry, I'll do it," Hayden offered, snatching the plates from my hand and strutting into the kitchen, his butt slightly jiggling as he did so.

My little guy stood up once again and I sighed. I was slowly losing control.

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Hayden's POV

I hummed softly as I stepped out of the bathroom, a short towel tied around my chest and my hands busy with drying my hair.

"Can I come in?" Alexander asked, knocking gently on the door.

I hesitated, glancing at my attire.

"What could go wrong?" I mumbled and went to open the door.

The Alpha walked in, his eyes darting around the room shyly and his hand over his neck.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, a worried expression on my face.

"No, nothing. I just came here to get some bed sheets and blankets," he said, walking past me up to a wooden wardrobe.

"I really apologize if I'm troubling you by staying here. I can sleep in the living room. I'm satisfied."

Alexander paused then turned to look at me.