The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Raphael's POV It was just a hook up.

Just a hook up.

That sentence keep swirling around my head, whispering words of doubt and nipping away at my flesh with its sharp edges.

Just a hook up.

Funny enough, I don't even think she was trying to be mean about it or saw an opportunity to drive me away. She sincerely thought of that night as simply a way to sate our lust.

While I was envisioning a white picket fence with two-point-five babies, she just saw me as a fuck buddy.

Tipping my bottle, I down half of the brown liquid in it, wishing not for the first time that werewolves could get drunk. It would be a momentary escape but anything is better than this twisted and sick knot in my stomach.

I can't even recognize myself. I'm usually the cheerful and fun one, not the dejected despondent sullen one. I thought having a mate was supposed to make you feel an unimaginable and inexplicable joy. Why is it the opposite for me?

"What's up with you? Why the long face?" Comes a deep voice and I lift my head, and nearly let out a groan as Caden makes his way What is he doing here? Isn't Alessia like five minutes away from pushing out a baby? He should be by her side and not pestering me. "What are you doing here?" I question, ignoring his earlier question and leveling him with a dry look.

He rolls his eyes and comes to a stop before me. "I can't visit my pack house anymore?" He snidely asks.

I narrow my eyes at him. "Not when you haven't visited said pack for about a month now," I reply, giving him a 'don't bullshit me' look.

was like the two were joined at the hip. He seriously expects

He lowers himself onto the last stair, sitting beside me and turning his body a bit to the side so that he's facing me. "I came to check up on you. You weren't yourself

gone into the woods instead of thinking that outside the pack house would

the one rolling my eyes now. "I'm

me. Not that I care about what he chooses to

is your plan coming along?"

to making her fall in love with

back to his sweet little home with his sweet little pregnant mate and leave

are sounding bitter. What has

gives me another nudge

into this version of a gossip housewife? Good Lord, is this the way I look when I nag them nonstop? No wonder they're always gritting

paws off me," I groan out. I shuffle over to the other end of the stair, trying to put

going all that well,"

go to? The Caden I once knew would never sniff around

else he's going to fix himself to my side like a leech. "I stayed over at her place last night," I murmur,

"You said that you stayed in a room at the pack house because the rain wouldn't go

"I lied," I deadpan.

Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't it a good thing that

I think as I take another gulp from my bottle. "It didn't go the way

asks, a

would

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