Alpha Asks For My Forgiveness, Refuse and Never!

Morning arrived, and the sunlight streaming through the window curtains jolted me up from my restless slumber. My brain felt heavy, and my heart ached from uncertainty. I despised waking up the next day feeling even more disoriented than the night before—this had been happening since that blonde girl Suzie entered Peter's life.

Previously, even though my relationship with my Alpha was private, he never failed to make me feel appreciated. However, everything felt different when Suzie came. I rarely receive messages from him, nor do I see him in person or during pack meetings. Dad generally organized the conventions because, according to him, the Alpha was preoccupied with other territorial security concerns. I hope Suzie was not involved in these matters.

My phone beeped. Just by the sound of it, a notification from FaceGram popped up, saying, 'Peter Evans uploaded a new photo.'

All the drowsiness I felt instantly disappeared as I opened it. But then goosebumps formed on my skin when the picture of them flashed before my eyes. It was a photo of Suzie snuggling up to my sleeping mate, and the caption read, "Woke up like this."

Another photo was posted, and it was a close-up of them kissing. But Suzie was showing her hand where a bracelet was clearly visible. The caption said, "A birthday gift for my mate."

My blood instantly felt blistering hot as I punched Peter's number into my phone. Goodness, my hand was trembling right now. Zelda, on the other hand, was howling in rage.

'That girl is a whore. We need to confront her in person, not via text message!'she said.

My eyes were shut as I hit the send button. Zelda was right, but since my sanity was still intact, I decided to wait for Peter's response. Confronting Suzie in person was definitely the next step, but I needed to approach the situation with a clear mind.

It was 10 minutes later, and Peter had still not responded. "That's it," I hissed, turning to face the window. I saw Dad mowing the lawn outside, but my rage was too strong to distract me. So I jumped out the window, and Zelda started roaring as we fell on the soft grass below.

"Rose, where on earth are you going?" Dad shouted.

But I ignored him and sprinted straight to the forest, aiming for the packhouse. The guards were at the main door when I reached, so I returned to human form and barged past them.

"Where do you think you're going?" the guard questioned, grabbing my arm.

I shot him a dead look and said, "I need to talk to Pete—to Alpha Peter. This is important, so back off!"

"You will be punished for this behavior, little pup." The other guard scoffed, yanking me toward the door. "Return to your house, otherwise, your father will bear the consequences of your disobedience!"

"Let me go! Do you know who I am?" I yelled, struggling against his grip. "I am—"

"Release the lady."

Peter appeared, sprinting down the staircase. The guards immediately let go of my arm and nodded before returning to their original stance.

When we were alone, Peter grabbed my wrist and drew me into the study room. He closed the door, and as he turned to face me, his fangs had already extended. "What's difficult about understanding a simple command, Rose? I told you not to barge into my residence without permission. And now you're going to reveal that you're my freaking mate? Really, Rose?"

"What about you? Tell me why the woman was sleeping in your bed!" I demanded and pushed him away. "You want me to be your secret mate, yet you are so proud to even post your morning selfies with her on social media!"

Peter frowned. "What are you talking about? I lost my phone while hunting several days ago."

It was then that a knock on the door interrupted our argument.