The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1632

Andrew regarded me with a calm gaze.

He smiled softly, then posed a thoughtful.

question in return.

“Debra, what do you think is the reason?”

Debra’s POV:

After mulling it over, I admitted, “I’m at a loss.

”

The thought that I could command the attention of the witch clan’s deputy leader seemed far-fetched.

No memories surfaced of me showcasing any formidable witch power before him.

Andrew’s eyes sparked, drawing me in as if by some unseen force.

Closing the distance between us, he fixed me with a penetrating look.

“Is it possible for me to be smitten with you upon our first meeting?”

“What?” I was bewildered.

His gaze held such intensity I had to avert my eyes, responding with a forced chuckle.

“Stop it.

I’m merely a half-blood witch.

How can you entertain such thoughts about someone Like me?”

Andrew simply offered a cryptic smile in response.

“Debra, understand this-I hold no scorn for a half-blood witch.

Do not overthink it.

Remain within the clan.

You’re safe from harm with me.

”

Reflecting on my past in the witch clan, it dawned on me that he had been truthful.

Andrew had indeed shown no bias against half-bloods.

He had been a consistent ally.

Without Andrew, I’d be adrift, unaware of how Abby and I might fare among our own kind.

There was a chance we’d face ostracism as Nora did.

Before I knew it, we were pulling up to Andrew’s home once more.

He was the first to step out, and after a brief pause, he opened my door with care.

Just then, a gentle wind graced me, carrying the subtle scent of blooms.

The light cast a softening glow on him, enhancing his features.

A thought struck me-the charm that bewitched Shirley time and again must be potent.

His courtesy, no doubt, held an allure.

Thankfully, I was already a mother to three children, which shielded me from his spell.

“Debra, time to head in,” Andrew offered, the warmth in his smile reaching his eyes.

I consented with a simple nod.

“Okay.

”

We maintained a respectful space between us until he escorted me to my doorstep.

Servants cast us glances filled with intrigue as we passed.

Upon reaching the gate, he paused.

“Debra, rest well.

Reach out for anything.

My duties call.

”

“Okay.

” Gratitude was all I had to offer.

“My thanks for the ride.

Safe travels to you.

”

I turned to leave when Andrew called out, “Debra, hold on just a moment.

”

Puzzled, I faced him.

“What’s the matter?”