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.

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

shrugs his 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

outside the pack house would be a good

rolling my eyes now. "I'm

look like he believes me. Not that I care about what

is your plan coming along?"

you any closer to making her fall

he would just go back to his sweet little home with his sweet little

sounding bitter. What has Daphne

nudge again

this version of a gossip housewife? Good Lord, is this the way I look

letting out a light growl. "Keep your paws off me," I groan out. I shuffle over to the other end of the stair, trying to put as much space as I

that it isn't going all that well,"

never sniff around and bug the hell out of me. What are these women turning

fix himself to my side like a leech. "I stayed over at

that you stayed in a room at the pack house

"I lied," I deadpan.

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

drunk, I think as I take another gulp from

He asks, a

scoff. "It would have been

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