Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Game of Hearts Alpha’s Dangerous Love 149

Chapter 149

He was snoring softly and I took some time to look him over. Why did he have to be so handsome? Why did he have to be so sweet and considerate? Why couldn't he just get mad and yell at me? It would have made life so much easier... for me. I was quickly coming to understand that just wasn't Patrick's way, and I wasn't a fighter, so why would I think that God would pair me with one?

I couldn't stand the guilt a moment longer, though I couldn't help but breathe in his scent deeply one last time, before getting up and quietly packing a small overnight bag. I left him the keys on the dresser and knew he would get the remainder of my stuff home. I grabbed my phone and pulled up my Uber app. I'd get a car to take me to the airport and I'd go visit Ramone and Patrice in Alaska. It had been ages since I had last seen them and I desperately needed the distraction.

With the plan in place, I chanced one last look at this beautiful sleeping man who would be my mate, if I could only let go of the crippling fear the challenges would bring. Then I whispered a goodbye and left.

Tears were streaming down my face by the time I reached the lobby. The pain was almost too much to bear and I wanted desperately to just run back to the safety I felt in his arms. But I knew what I was doing was the right thing for both of us. My cowardice wasn't fair to him. He deserved a stronger mate than I could be.

"Ms. Westin, are you alright?" the receptionist asked, startling me.

"I'm fine," I said unconvincingly, while I wiped tears from my cheeks. "I have a car coming," I tried to explain.

front desk, passing a few doors before we came to the one she unlocked and

and a bit claustrophobic in there. I

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ready to call Patrick, but it dawned on me that I didn't have his number. I immediately called Kelsey. It rang and rolled to voicemail. I knew it was still very early and they were likely asleep. I didn't want to freak

message..

did something stupid this morning and now I'm locked in this office down off the main lobby of the resort. But I don't have Patrick's number. Can

left a message or anything. I had just left. What had I been thinking? While I mentally beat myself up, I started pacing and assessing the situation, trying not to freak out. There was only one door. I banged on it a few times and put my ear to the door, listening for anything

movies, but no one was getting through the tiny round vent above me.