Alpha's Love

Chapter 3

With a mixture of excitement and curiosity swirling within her, Ashley stepped out of her apartment and found herself face to face with a sleek, luxurious car that glistened under the city lights. Ethan leaned against the car, his smile both charming and magnetic. The car, a midnight-blue Bentley Continental GT, exuded elegance and sophistication that perfectly matched the evening's air of mystery.

"Wow, this is quite the ride," Ashley remarked, her eyes tracing the lines of the car appreciatively.

Ethan grinned, his eyes holding a playful glint. "I thought you might appreciate a little luxury."

As the door of the Bentley swung open, Ashley's heart raced with anticipation. She slid into the plush leather seat, the interior exuding a sense of opulence that was both thrilling and slightly surreal. The scent of fine leather and the soft purr of the engine surrounded her, and she settled in as Ethan gracefully took his place behind the wheel.

The city lights blurred as they navigated through the streets, the hum of the engine harmonizing with the rhythm of their conversation. They spoke of their respective journeys over the years, the adventures and challenges that had shaped them. Ethan's presence was magnetic, his stories weaving a vivid tapestry that captured Ashley's imagination.

Before long, the car pulled up in front of a stunning restaurant with large glass windows that overlooked the city's sprawling skyline. The panorama was breathtaking, and Ashley's eyes widened as she took in the beauty of the view.

Ethan opened the door for her, a gentlemanly gesture that added to the evening's sense of enchantment. The restaurant's interior was adorned with understated elegance, the tables set with pristine white linens and candles that cast a soft glow.

The maître d' greeted them warmly and led them to a private table at the very edge of the restaurant. As Ashley took her seat, she marveled at the stunning solitude of the place—she and Ethan were the only guests in the entire restaurant.

"It's beautiful here," she breathed, her eyes dancing over the mesmerizing view of the city below.

Ethan's gaze held a mixture of fondness and intensity as he met her eyes. "I wanted this evening to be special, just like our reunion."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they indulged in a gourmet meal that was as exquisite as the setting. They shared stories, laughter, and the kind of connection that felt both familiar and newfound. The restaurant's ambiance seemed to wrap around them like a cocoon, enclosing them in a world of their own.

As the night deepened, Ashley felt a sense of comfort in Ethan's presence, a comfort that transcended the years that had passed. She met his gaze, a question forming in her eyes.

"Ethan," she began, her voice gentle, "there's something I've been curious about. How did you know where to find me?"

He held her gaze, a soft smile curving his lips. "Ashley, I have my ways."

Their laughter filled the air, and for a moment, the world outside the restaurant ceased to exist. But as their dessert plates were cleared away, a hint of seriousness settled over Ethan's expression.

"Ashley, there's something you need to know," he began, his voice steady. "I'm not the same person you remember. I've changed. And you're not just my friend, you're my mate."

His words hung in the air, a revelation that carried a weight of implications Ashley couldn't yet comprehend. The evening had taken a turn into uncharted territory, and as she looked into Ethan's eyes, she sensed that their journey was only just beginning.