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.

possible. It was like the two were joined at the hip. He seriously expects me to believe that I a me

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

the pack house would be a good

the one rolling my

believes me. Not that I care about what he chooses

your plan coming along?" He

closer to making her fall

but I really wish he would just go back to his

sounding bitter.

another nudge again

my best friend turn into this version of a gossip housewife? Good Lord, is this the way I look when I nag

out. I shuffle over to the other end of the stair, trying to put

isn't going all that

aloof and closed-off Caden go to? The Caden I once knew would never sniff around and bug the

my side like a leech. "I stayed over at her place last night," I murmur, waiting for the

in a room at the pack house because the rain wouldn't

"I lied," I deadpan.

on his face. "Why would you lie? Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't it a

really wish werewolves could get drunk, I think as I take another gulp from my bottle. "It didn't go the way that

He asks, a look

scoff. "It would have been better

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