I coughed lightly when I had downed it all, only for Alpha Marcel to slap my back lightly, rubbing it as I coughed. I felt my tongue and throat, which I had scalded, heal slowly. My heart was pounding, and it wasn’t because of the hot tea. I was very aware of Alpha Marcel’s hand massaging my back, right over my bra strap.

Kill me now, Goddess.

"I never realised I made such bad tea." He joked lightly.

"Oh no, it was absolutely delicious! I never knew Alpha Marcel could make such delicious tea. It really was tasty." I refuted, feeling guilty.

He smirked as he slowly removed his hand...