The Alpha Chose Me by Missy Elliottxo

We fell into a comfortable silence. She was doing whatever she was doing in the kitchen while I sat drinking my coffee. For some reason it felt a little awkward. I had the feeling she wanted to ask me something.

"Did you have a good time at the cabin?".

I frowned. I wasn't sure what she was asking. We went to the cabin for one reason, to mate. Was she trying to ask me how it went? I didn't want to talk about s*x with her.

Especially when it was with her son.

"It was fun. I like the open space".

"Good honey, that's good. You are welcome to use it whenever you want".

I wish I was back there now. Just the two of us. Back in our little love bubble.

"Leah?".

"Yeah?".

"How would you feel about coming to dinner once this is all over?".

Dinner, really? That was what she wanted to ask me? We had family dinner almost every Sunday and I really enjoyed it. It gave us all a chance to catch up and talk about life. "Sure, I'd like that".

"And how would you feel about your dad joining us?".

And there it was.

be afraid. Meeting my dad was a big thing. I chewed the inside of my cheek. I knew I had to go through with it one

I think about it?". I was starting to feel a tad uncomfortable. I already knew my answer. If I was going to meet my dad, it would be on my terms and I would

poured herself some coffee before

guess she was

you sure you

a hand down my face. I swear, it was like I was in

dressed. Hair still wet from the shower; his mood

well I'm going to head home. Your

our goodbyes and Jake walked her out. I still sat at the table drinking my now cold coffee. His mood changed more than

fine?". I

don't know, are

this because

you let me

don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear the lame excuse you're going to give me". I scraped the chair back and got to my feet. My heart rate spiked, I could feel the rage building. And then the words started to flow. I couldn't stop. "You fucked up again and me being me just let you off with it, again". I promised there wasn't going to be a

And here we are.

couldn't stop the words

your f*****g ego". I slammed my hand on the table. The anger cursed through my body, the rage building deep

I was a pushover.

I was weak.

forgave everyone that did me wrong. Him,