All Chapters of Alpha’s Unwanted Mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 149

{ Saint } I have no other choice but to leave the bathroom and return to the backyard before Eros gets even angrier. I walk closer to my supposed friends. Brody very clearly wants to disappear. He's the weakest link, so I walk up to him and just stare him down, watching as he stars sweating under my gaze. He randomly disappeared yesterday, so now I know where he went. "Stop that," Sammy growls, putting herself in front of my big ass cousin to protect him. She's the strongest link, so I sigh and back off, "There is a reason we've been avoiding your calls." "What is it?" "Birdie asked us to," Angel responds, I give him a hurt look, "I'm sorry, okay? Birdie asked me a bunch of times not to tell you anything. And I didn't want you to know he has a new man because I thought you'd break down." "Me? Come on, I'm not breaking down, am I?" I scoff, opening my arms to show myself. Strong and proud, "I don't care about this shit. Birdie can have five more boyfriends, I'll be alrigh

The next morning, I can already feel my wolf mostly awake. I’m pretty sure he’ll go insane once he sees Birdie and I want to make sure I see the future first, before having to deal with that madness, so I text Angel that I can’t join them today. Luckily, Deion wants to go out with him again, so everyone leaves the house, except for me and Elio, since he has an important video-call with the Mayor. So, as the day starts to unwind, I finally get my ability back. Completely. The first thing I do is look into Birdie’s future and I growl in annoyance when I see that Deion is actually a good guy. They'll have a boring but stable marriage. No kids, though. No kids. But… that’s not because of Deion. It’s because of Eros. There are no kids in his future at all. That realization makes my whole body turn cold. Ice cold. Because then I look into my own future and realize… there is actually no Timmy anymore. Only in futures so far away from my grasp, they might as well not exist.

"No comment," I let out, taking a step back, "I’m still not getting back to you.” “Birdie," he whines again, but this time I lift a hand. “I have a proposition. Because you've been good and haven't fucked anyone else," I add, just so he knows that's what got him into my good graces and maybe continues down that path. He stops and gives me an interested look, "We can call Mickey right now..." He takes a step back and immediately disappears into his own head. So, I guess I don't even have to finish my proposition because he's seeing it play out in real time? I mean, in the future, in his head? I don’t know, but he suddenly takes a deep breath as if he just got out of underwater and his eyes get wet again. In happiness this time. "What?" I ask "Okay," he responds, nodding and lifting his hand to wipe his tears away, "Yes. I agree.” "Can you say what are you agreeing to? because you look way too happy for someone who just heard like six words out of my proposition and I never eve

"Hi, love," I say the second he leaves the truck Silo's driving. He looks gorgeous, even wearing sweatpants and a huge hoodie, with very messy hair and tired eyes, "Did you have a long flight?" "It sucked," he responds, walking closer to me, "I couldn't stop thinking about you and whatever future you saw. You know I'm diagnosed with anxiety, you can't just not say shit to me. I'll spiral. I already spiraled twelve hours. And now I'm exhausted." "I'm sorry, baby," I say and catch him in my arms, pulling him up until he can wrap his legs around my waist again, with ease and familiarity. Then he hugs my shoulders and rests his head on his arms, he's actually exhausted, "I'll take you to bed, we'll fall asleep and then in the morning I can answer all of your questions." "Mmkay, that sounds really good," he murmurs, his voice so tired. I turn to look at Silo. "Bring his stuff into his room, please," I order, he just gives me a thumbs up and a wink, mouthing: good luck. I wink back and