Chapter 15 The Alpha's convention

• Thelma’s POV
• Immediately Simon left, I jumped up and threw myself on the big double red sofa. I exhaled deeply and let out a feline laugh. I fought hard against allowing the smooth breeze that came from the AC, it almost put me to sleep even when I didn't want to. I swear if the Alpha would come to my room that moment, I wouldn’t mind fucking him as a thank you gesture for what he had just done for me. But I had to remind myself that I need to play hard to get first. I didn’t want to first of all present myself with an image that portrays me as a cheap. . . which word would make prostitute less dramatically harmful? No. In fact, I had it in mind not to thank him for the new room because I didn’t want him to think he had done something so big for me.
• When I had finished placing my things where I wanted them to belong, I heard a gentle knock at my door. The sound came twice before I finally responded. “Who is it?” I asked. There was no response and it spooked up my curiosity bag. I walked up to the door and opened it. Shocked, it wasn’t Simon that I saw nor was it Drake. It was a slender young lady with blue eyes. She had long blonde hair she had tied into a ponytail and it made the edges of her eyes sharp.