The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Third Person’s POV

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Erasmus was actually a solid student with a good foundation. Melanie took a quick look at the two worksheets, straightened out the high–level physics logic for him, and he had his “aha” moment instantly.

“Luna Melanie, you’re seriously amazing. Thanks a ton!”

Once he grasped the concepts, Erasmus didn’t care about maintaining some stoic Alpha image. He hunkered down by the coffee table and started scribbling calculations at lightning speed.

Finishing the last problem, he tucked the papers away and let out a long breath. “Whew, finally done. Now I can actually scroll through my phone in peace!”

Melanie’s lips curved into a small smile as she set aside the newspaper she’d been immersed in.

She felt a bit more energized, so she planned to head upstairs and find a technical book to kill some time. Erasmus leaned in suddenly, looking mysterious and lowering his voice. “Luna Melanie, my girl did another underground race a while back, and she was absolutely badass. I’ve got the footage–want to watch it with me?”

Melanie’s movements faltered. The smile on her face dimmed as she said softly, “No thanks. I’m not really into racing. ”

“Really?” Erasmus had thought he’d found a fellow fan. He looked surprised. “I saw you at the track that day through the binoculars. You were staring at the course for so long, I figured you were obsessed too…”

Melanie explained calmly, “I just saw a few people I knew there that day.”

“Oh, got it…” Seeing she really wasn’t interested, Erasmus didn’t push it.

He turned back to his phone, starting up a replay of Camille’s race while muttering to himself, “I heard she skipped her tour this time. Man, the suspense is killing me. Agh…”

Melanie didn’t respond. She stood up. “I’m going upstairs to grab a book.”

Erasmus looked up and gave a high–energy wave. “You got it! Make sure you get some rest, Luna Melanie!”

“I will.” Melanie headed upstairs.

When she got back to the master bedroom, Archer wasn’t there.

She spotted the book on Al logic immediately–it was sitting quietly on the des

e desk.

She walked over, her face a mask of indifference, picked it up, and tucked it into her bag

She used to leave a book or two at the estate for whenever she stayed over, but she couldn’t find her current one. Figuring she might have left it in Trista’s room, she turned and headed down the hall

Trista’s door wasn’t fully closed, leaving a narrow crack.

Before Melanie even reached the door, the sound of the pup’s needy, sweet voice drifted out. “Camille, I’m so bored… talk to me a little longer, please?”

Melanie stopped dead in the shadows of the hallway.

A few seconds later, Trista’s giggling, childish voice rang out again. “I know, I know! I’ll go downstairs and drink that soup in a bit, I promise. Don’t worry!”

Melanie leaned her back against the cold wall, feeling a wave of icy chills radiate from deep within her scent gland.

“Okay, bye Camille!”

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