The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate
CHAPTER 70— WOMEN ALWAYS WIN

The entertainment room was in the heart of the pack house's main building. Quinn hadn't beenthere, since the east wing was a separate building adjoined to the pack house.

Now though she got to see the inside...even if it was just the first floor. The furniture were mostlycolored in a dark shade of brown that made them shine when polished and every turn of the way,people passed by, extending their greetings.

But when they got to what they called the entertainment room, only one person stood by the door;a woman...a beautiful woman with short, black hair and pretty brown eyes. She was wearing a fullsuit of black; black blouse, black shorts, black stocking, black shoes and even black eyeliner.

Dantae walked in front, embracing her in his strong arms. “Rachel baby...I'm sorry I had to leave soearly this morning.”

The woman Quinn now knew as Rachel rolled her eyes and pushed him aside. “Don’t touch me,Dantae. If you lay another finger on me...then the floor will be yours again tonight.”

Dantae stepped back, holding his arms up in defeat. “Alright, I'll keep my hands to myself.”

Rachel nodded. “Good...” She then turned to Zayd, bowing her head. “I brought the keys, alpha.”“Thanks, Rachel...give them here.” Zayd stretched out his hand and she laid a key in his palm, beforemoving from in front of the door.

With the key he was given, he penetrated the lock, looking back at his family with a small smile andthen shoving the door open.

Inside...inside was not as she expected it to be...it all looked exceptionally pretty but even more sodirty. The walls were filled with cobwebs and dirt plagued the many computers that were lined outon the desk and the beautifully tiled floor.

The look of excitement that had been on Isabella's face turned into a look of horror so quickly. Hermouth dropped and she turned to Zayd. “Jesus Christ, Zayd! Did you not have somebody clean it asleast once per month?”

Marcia shrugged. “Just get to work Nick...you too Zayd.”

Zayd hissed at her as he walked out of the room and Quinn sighed as she followed him. “Wait up.”He didn't respond, but he slowed down, staring straight ahead without glancing at her who nowwalked beside him. “I'm sorry about Marcia, I really didn't want to spoil today.”

“Why not?"

“It's nothing.”

The words were final...his cold voice telling her not to ask again. But if not that, then Quinn wantedto know something else. “Are you sure you've forgiven me for what I said last night, Zayd?"

“I have...I told you.”

“Then why...?” Quinn looked down at her feet as they moved along with his. “Why does it feel likethere's still a huge distance between us? It feels like you barely even want to see me. I get it, what Isaid was something that should've never came out of my mouth...but I am sorry. I didn't mean it. If Ididn't think of you as my mate, I wouldn't have allowed you to mark me.”

“I know that, Quinn.”

“Then why...?” Quinn stopped in her tracks and Zayd stopped to look back at her. “Why have youbeen like this?”

“Quinn...” Zayd sighed stepping towards her. Marcia...that woman was trouble...! He'd been tryinghis god damn best to stay in character and now, that woman had done what was never planned fortoday.

He felt miserable...now that he was alone with Quinn, it felt suffocating to not be all over her andeven more so when she was like this.

His hands trembled as he reached forward, grabbing onto her shoulders. “Look at me, Quinn.”Quinn looked up from the floor, her green eyes so vulnerable and sad. “What?”

“I forgave you...stop overthinking it.”

“Kiss me then...and if that's too much, then hug me.”

“Quinn...” His right hand drifted up from her shoulder to settle beneath her chin. How could herefuse? A kiss...a hug...he’d be down even if she told him she wanted to make love. He licked his lipsas he leaned down, resting his forehead against hers...

However, just before he could ultimately falter, Dantae and Federick burst through the door in a fitof laughter...and following them were Isabella, Joshua and Nicholas.

He quickly pulled away from her, pocketing his hands that held onto her. “The soap...the bleach...”And then he headed off as though he hadn“t been seconds away from kissing her. Quinn's fingersran along her lips as she followed him. She didn't understand, he was really going to kiss her...sodoes that mean she truly was forgiven?

If so, why had he been acting so distant then?