The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 140

Daphne's POV I hit my knuckles against the door twice and waited for my Mom to answer it.

The door flies open to reveal my Mom in a day dress with her hair tied up. "Daphne," she greets me with a huge smile and an open arm which I walk into. "I was wondering when you were going to come visit."

"I got off work early today and decided to come over." It's not a lie but it also isn't the truth. However, I'm not about to tell my Mom that her twenty-five-year-old daughter needed some of mommy's love and s we et care. She pulls away from the hug. "Come in." With a hand on my shoulder, she guides me into the house and closes the door behind us.

"How have you been doing?" I ask, taking a swift look over her person. My Mom is certainly not a dependent middle-aged woman but she's still my Mom and I naturally worry about her well-being.

She likes to act like a tough fox who is impenetrable but I still worry, especially as she lives alone.

She rolls her eyes when she catches the look that I'm giving her.

"Stop being a mother hen." She pushes past me and walks into the kitchen. I follow right behind her and watch as she puts her oven mitts on, opens the oven and reaches inside for a casserole pan that smells like lasagna.

I force myself not to salivate over the mouth-watering smell emitting from it.

"I was just having dinner started." She drops the pan on the counter. "Join me." It's not exactly an offer but I don't care because there's no way in hell that I'm going to say no to her cooking.

Three hours later, dinner is cooked, served and we're both draped across my mother's comfy couch with a wine glass in both our hands.

something that has absolutely nothing to do with what's on the television. I'm in

"Daphne, is everything alright?"

her gentle touch on my shoulder, I pull myself back to reality and find my Mom staring at me

the television shows the credit of whatever it is that we were watching. Dear Lord, how long was I in

answer, giving her a smile that I hope doesn't look as fake as it feels on

me a skeptical look but doesn't press me on it. "You know that you can talk to me about anything. Whatever it's that's on your mind, I'm here to give a learning

werewolf mate bond?" Is it possible for a werewolf to choose a human

out that last

Mom blinks, surprise evident on her face. I have never made my feelings about my absence

over being

ironically the thing that manages to creep into my head at my

you by the Moon

A clearing of her throat was followed by a set of pinched brows.

on being uncomfortable for my

subject that hints at her mate, preferring to avoid any

to this question and even though I feel bad about torturing her, I continue,

to have some knowledge about them. I'm kind of

her mouth with no words coming out and I almost lose hope. Then she

senses with your other half. It makes them the center of your world and your whole

a mate bond is. My heart sinks until it hits the ground with a hard thump