Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 178

Xavier paced nervously right outside Madeline’s quarters.

He had to make it up to her. Would asking her out on a second date work?

‘Tsk! You want to make it up to her and yet you’re trying to get her to go out with you on a second date. What makes you think she’ll say yes after what you did? She may have forgiven you but that might just be the farthest she’s going to go. How do you know she won’t just turn you down?’ A voice asked in his head, taunting him menacingly.

Xavier placed his hand on his mouth, “What if she rejects me? What if she turns me down?”

Closing his eyes, he told himself not to think about it. His very first priority was regaining Madeline’s trust. Even if she had made it quite clear she wasn’t upset with him anymore, he knew he had to do something. She deserved it.

He decided to pay a visit to someone who’d assist him with his plans.

Knocking on Adrian’s office door, he called, “Adrian?”

The door opened, revealing Adrian and Briar who stood right behind him.

“Ah, just the person I was looking for,” Xavier said.

Adrian beamed, “I’m assuming you meant me.”

Xavier didn’t know how to break it to his friend that he was referring to Briar who was standing right behind him. Why would he say such a thing if he came to Adrian’s office, where he was the majority of his time in Eudora?

Clearing his throat, Xavier said to his friend, “I meant Ms Alva.”

Briar pointed towards herself, “Ms Alva, as in me?”

What would Xavier want with her – again? Was this a serious issue? Did something happen to Madeline? Why was there a sense of urgency in his tone and why did he look quite desperate?

‘I should stop asking so many questions before he explains why he came to look for me,’ Briar reasoned with herself.

“There’s only one Ms Alva here in Eudora,” Xavier pointed out.

Briar nodded slowly, “Right.”

Folding his arms against his chest, Adrian narrowed his eyes at the two of them, “If you’re going to talk, do it someplace other than my office, especially if this conversation doesn’t concern me and Eudora.”

“Alright then, Ms Alva. If you will, follow me,” Xavier instructed.

Adrian watched as Briar followed Xavier, waving at her.

‘Tell me everything later,’ he mouthed.

Briar scoffed, mouthing back, ‘You wish I’d tell you everything later, Adri.’

Adrian tsked, just about to tell her not to address him by the nickname ‘Adri’ if she hadn’t closed the door behind her already.

He walked over to his office, rolling his eyes and scoffing.

His usual crooked grin returned to his face as he plopped down onto his chair, telling himself, “Back to work then.”

Meanwhile, with Briar and Xavier, she said to him, “Why do I have a feeling this has something to do with me being friends with Madeline?”

Xavier’s usual cold expression vanished into thin air, replaced by a warmer one.

“Well, you’re not wrong.”

“So, what did you come looking for me for?” Briar asked.

“Wanting to get straight to the point. You’re polar opposites with Adrian,” Xavier remarked.

Briar laughed softly, before she told him, “Of course, I’m not laughing at you, I’m just–”

“I get it, it’s fine,” Xavier dismissed.

Sighing with relief, Briar began, not telling him much but asking him anyway, “Does this have something to do with a date?”

“It does,” Xavier nodded, beginning to think that Briar was a good influence on Adrian. She got straight to the point. Sure, she joked a bit but she didn’t beat around the bush much. Not to mention, Briar seemed like an all-around fun person to be around. He could see why Adrian liked her a lot. Or maybe he did more than like her. Who knew?

“Madeline mentioned this thing,” he said.

Briar raised her brow, Madeline mentioned a lot of things.

“Where you could watch movies and do this and that and…”

“…so, a laptop?”

“Yes, that’s it,” Xavier nodded in agreement.

She had to admit, it was adorable of him to be so considerate and caring when it came to Madeline. It was nice, knowing Madeline had someone like Xavier as her mate who would listen to everything she had to say, take notes etc.

‘Madeline is one lucky woman,’ Briar thought to herself.

“So you want to find a laptop?”

“I’m going to need you to teach me how to use one too,” Xavier said.

Briar didn’t look so shocked, “Oh, okay. Sure.”

Xavier hummed, pleased that Briar had agreed.

“So, what are we?” She asked next.

Blinking, Xavier asked, “What?”

“Not in that way, geez. I meant, are we strangers that help each other out sometimes? Acquaintances? Alpha and delta?”

She paused, before she added hopefully, “Friends, even?”

Xavier thought about it.

He mused, “Guess I never thought about it. I suppose we’re friends.”

Extending his hand towards her, he asked, “Friends?”

Briar shook his hand, “Friends.”

“Right, let’s get to finding a lap… what’s-it-called now then.”

She corrected, “Laptop.”

Xavier nodded, “Right, laptop.”

After Briar and Xavier managed to find a laptop, Briar taught him how to use it to watch movies and prepare him to her best.

“You ready?” Briar questioned, looking him up and down.

“I guess so,” Xavier answered sheepishly.

Briar wondered how Madeline would react if she came over the next day to tell Madeline what Xavier did and how Xavier had to ask her to teach him how to use a laptop to have a movie date with her.

Of course, Briar had just discovered that Madeline had passed out and Xavier had to reassure her multiple times that Madeline was alright now.

‘Poor thing must be worked up because of what Cornelia did to her, huh,’ Briar thought to herself, taking pity on Madeline.

She had been talking to Adrian about how dinner with Cornelia had gone before Xavier had found her. How Cornelia had no right to do what she did and how he should have told her something instead of just letting her attend dinner like that.

As she put it, ‘You make me out to be some kind of fool. Not cool, Adrian. Not cool.’

She was snapped out of her reverie when Xavier was just about to leave.

“Go get her,” Briar said to him, pumping her fist in the air to cheer him on.

Xavier looked at her, bitter expression on his face seconds before he vanished behind her door, “You’re not bad, Alva.. Not bad at all.”