The Alpha’s Little Rogue

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.

two were joined at

shoulders and lets out a defeated sigh. "Fine." 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 at

should have gone into the woods instead of thinking that outside the pack house would be a

one rolling my eyes now. "I'm

but doesn't look like he believes me. Not

is your plan coming along?" He nugs my shoulder

making her fall

I really wish he would just go back to his sweet little home with his sweet

sounding bitter. What has Daphne turned me

gives me another nudge again while looking at

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

out. I shuffle over to the other end of

that it isn't going all that well," he

Caden go to? The Caden I once knew would never sniff around and bug the hell out of me. What are these women

to my side like a leech. "I stayed over at her place last night,"

brows arch together in confusion. "You said that you stayed in a room at the pack house because the rain

"I lied," I deadpan.

"Why would you lie? Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't it a good thing that you spent the night with

drunk, I think as I take another gulp from

down?" He asks, a look of understanding appearing on his

would have been better