My Alpha [ Sotus S x 2 Moon]

Ch. 23

I will hold my ff 5 moon 1 star until...I also don't know when and I also started to write new ff which is the 2nd series of 2 Heart, 2 Life. Do check it out.

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Wayo POV

The situation has been reversed and I ended up stalking the guy who stalked me seen three days ago.

"Mask?"

I quickly turn to the voice behind me.

"P'Kong..."

"If you think the mask can hide your face, it's was totally wrong. Just your eye can give away."

"I know and I'm not hiding my face but to try to reduce the sour smell from that...I mean P'Pha."

"Hmph..." P'Kong smiled but his face show otherwise when he heard I call P'Pha as P'Pha.

I sigh.

"I can't believe what mom had said to me yesterday."

"Believed or not, that was your choice but can't change who he is and who he will be in your life."

"What if I can't handle his smell for the rest of my life, P'Kong?"

"Yo..."

"Thinking about the future already, Ai'Friend?" My best friends cut P'Kong words.

"Shut up, Ai'Ming."

"Don't you have class, Ming?" P'Kong asking Ming who being with me since this morning to stalk P'Pha.

"Maybe..."

"You used the competition as an excuse from class, did you?"

"Aw...how do you know P'? Used to do the same thing, right?"

"Ai'Sat..." I smack my best friend's head.

"Do you think P'Kong is you?"

"Who knows he might be worse than me."

I just shook my head, feel unbelievable towards Ming.

"I don't know how we end up as the best friends." I look back at P'Kong. "Sorry, P'..."

"It's ok."

Ming rests his arm around P'Kong's shoulder. "P'Kong like me..." He smiles and puts showing off face to me.

"In your dream..." I focus back on the person who supposed to be my one and only mate in my life.

His smell? Maybe I can endure it but I have bigger problems than that.

He is an alpha.

...

Yesterday evening.

"Pop..." I call my pop the moment I saw him after I open the door house.

"Yo, I thought you..." He stops right after he saw P'Kong stand behind me with Ming beside him.

"Who...?"

"Sawatdee Krap." P'Kong wai pop as polite he can.

"Sawatdee Krap."

"I..."

"What you doing here, Kong?"

"P'Arthit..."

"So, you're Kongpob." Mom walkout from the kitchen.

"Sawatdee Krap..." P'Kong stop, not knowing how to address my mom.

"Sawatdee Kha. Mom will do."