The Alpha Chose Me

I felt like I owed her an apology. I may have overreacted a little last night and I didn't mean to shift into my wolf. "I'm sorry about last night". She spoke.

"No, I'm the one that should be apologising. I treated you badly and I shouldn't have gone about it the way I did".

"He's your family and you worry about him. I get it. If the roles were reversed, I would have done the same". She smiled.

I knew it.

"So, we're good?". I asked.

"Always. You're my bestie". She grinned.

It wasn't late when I got home. I couldn't wait to get into my pjs and curl up on the couch with some food and a good film. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jobni'b.com. But of course, Jake had other plans. The music was blaring, and the smell of alcohol hit me as soon as I walked through the front door.

The living room was empty, so I turned the music off and headed out back. Jack and Pete were here but there was no sign of Jake.

"What's going on?". I asked.

"Hey baby". Arms circled my waist as he kissed the side of my head. "You good?".

I turned in his embrace. "I'm good, are you?".

"Always". He smirked. "We're just having a catch up".

Was he drunk?

I looked between Pete and Jack. They didn't look drunk.

"Are you drunk?". I asked.

"A little tipsy". He grinned. "I missed you". His lips found mine. "Can we go to bed?".

Wow.

"I think you need to go to bed".

"Only if you come too". He giggled.

A six-foot Alpha werewolf giggled. Giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Hm, you smell good". He nuzzled his head in between my neck and my shoulder and that's when I felt the pinching of my skin.

Did he just bite me?

A laugh fell from his lips as I felt the wetness of his tongue.

Oh shit.

"A little help please".

"We got him". Jack spoke.

I had never seen him like this before and what worried me was how much alcohol had he drank to end up like this. The kitchen was a mess. Food and empty beer bottles everywhere. A sigh fell from my lips. I just wanted to go to bed.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"He's out cold". Pete spoke. "We'll clean the mess".

"Did something happen?". I asked.

"Everyone has to let off steam occasionally. Even the Alpha".

That didn't answer my question. Once they left, I headed upstairs and opted for the spare room for the night. I think a conversation was needed in the morning.