The Alpha's Slave Mate

Book 2 Chapter 12

Caleb’s Point of View

Of all of the ways that today could have

turned out this was the one scenario that

I had never considered. How could she hit

me? I never seen my parents raise a hand

to each other. I have never been so upset with Daphne. To be honest I am barely

containing my anger right now. I had to

leave the house before I said or did

something that we would both end up

regretting.

Currently I am storming off towards the woods. I am hoping that a nice long run with my wolf will help clear my head. I cannot believe that amount of rage that is coursing through me right now. Not only did she strike me, but she thought that I would cheat on her. Daphne has that little trust in me. I know that she had a difficult

past, but I have never done anything that

would make her jump to that kind of

conclusion. I do not even look at other

women.

Finally entering the woods, I quickly strip down before shifting. I love allowing my wolf out, but tonight he is as angry and hurt as I am. Like a rocket I take off at breakneck speed, running towards my favorite spot in the world. I easily jump over fallen trees, and limbs in my path. with the single determination of finding some peace. I slow my speed as I leap over the last bit of rock in my way. Panting I finally come to a stop, and lap at the

water in the lake. It is a small lake that is fed through an underground spring that has a small waterfall.

My wolf paces lazily around the waters edge, until I come to the spot that I had brought Daphne. It seems like a lifetime ago that I brought her up here. She was

only woman that has ever

where I

parents passed

calming and soothing to my soul,

for a moment, I

the waterfall. My mind briefly

to when

was amazed by the

being

laughter. My anger has

whimper as the hurt

myself I howl out in

done

to make Daphne both love and

away from her

Hell, I even accepted her

is literally nothing that I would not do for

for awhile longer, wallowing in my own self

doubt.

want Daphne to worry about me not coming home. As I near my discarded clothing I can already hear my phone ringing. I shift quickly assuming that it is Daphne, or perhaps Theo attempting

in my

there is a

Alpha Caleb I thought that I

office number. I was

leaving you a message.”

as I recall that

the man, I do need to start treating him as somewhat equal. “What is it that you wished to talk to me about?”

were right.” I must give the man credit for his ability to twist words. If he came straight out and asked why he was not invited he would sound like a whining child. This way he can displace blame on someone else, and at

assumptions are

of my friends. Although yes, we are tentative allies while you get your pack together, I would hardly call us friends.” I do not see

to beat around the bush. I

he did not

does