Semua Bab Alpha’s Unwanted Mate: Bab 41 - Bab 50

After a really fat bonus and a raise—Elio wasn't playing—I get a lot more freedom. For three days, I get to come and go as I please because Elio is too busy at The Cage, dealing with the rest of the Moros, the bosses. He’s torturing them, but he doesn’t need me for that. I use my freedom to go out and discover Rosette on my own. It really is a quaint little city with a very dark energy about it and people who are either trying to screw you over or scared about being screwed over. Today, I invited Sammy to join me for dinner, but she's trying to make me feel guilty because I didn’t invite Birdie to join us. "He's gladly staying home… in a self-inflicted grounding because of what happened the last time he went out. He’s still shaken up," I respond, shoving food into my mouth to stop the guilty feeling, "And why would I want him here anyway? He's not really my friend." "Hm," she murmurs, but there's something in her eyes, "Well, I thought I saw something... between you two." "W

"Eros," Dylan says, his voice insistent, but I'm still looking at Saint waiting for him to turn to me and explain what the hell is he doing. When I lift my head to Dylan, Saint squeezes my fucking knee again and I have to take a deep breath and move my chair back before I go into overdrive. "Excuse me, I have to use the restroom," I murmur and get up, my dad and Jacob barely pay attention to me, but I feel other eyes on my back as I walk out of the dining room. I rest my back on the wall in the hallway to the bathroom, wondering if that Xanax made me go insane and hallucinate things. Because, why would Saint touch me like that? And why is Dylan so insistent? And why did Dolly say Dylan gets 'literally' hard when he thinks about messing with me? "What drugs are you on, seriously?" Dylan asks, interrupting my anxiety overpowering the meds. I take a deep breath and turn to him, "That hair looks ridiculous on you, by the way. It looked even worse when it was bright pink." "Yo

"I'm not your fucking mom, this is more than nice of me," I growl, kicking him just because, "You should be thankful I saved your fucking life. You can't just be a wolf in a human city, you fucking imbecile." "Damn, alright," he murmurs sheepishly, "Thanks... this is why I wanted to be the one to come here. I know you're nice underneath all that ice and stone and thorns. Everyone is badmouthing you, but I did something about it. I worry about you, cousin.” "Because you're extremely stupid. There is no good in me, what you see is what you get. All this shit and stone and all that," I point at myself but my cousin shakes his head. I roll my eyes, "Get up and get dressed, I'm taking you to my place. There's food in there." "Fuck yeah," he says and finds the energy to do what I asked for, then we start walking and I tell him the basics. About my job and how he has to behave, "Holy shit. So, you have money now?" I narrow my eyes and turn to him. "I do. But I won't give you any and

"So, um, is she really poor?" I ask. "Not exactly. I mean, she's not starving, but she's horrible with money. Gambles it all, buys unnecessary shit, then when an emergency comes along, she has nothing. I've given her some in the past, just to keep her quiet, but I won't anymore." "I bet you're making more than before right now," I say with a pointed look, Saint nods, "Just give her some money, dude. Don't hoard it all like a dragon, give it to her. Seriously. Even is she was a shit mom to you, give it to her." "What logic is that?" he asks, like I'm the biggest idiot ever. Of course he thinks that, he's heartless. "She is family, she’s the reason you're alive. Money means nothing without a family. In this world, you could die at any point and all that money you're hoarding is just going to become dust. Wouldn't you like to know at least you helped someone with it? And not just someone, but the woman who gave you life." He wants to call me stupid and complain, but I can see I

"If you do this," Elio starts as soon as I walk back inside the office, as if our previous conversation didn’t end, “You'll be held responsible for anything that happens to Eros." "I know that. At this point, you really think you have to say that to me?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. Being respectful is a little harder than usual right now, "I will take care of him, probably a lot more than I should take care of a twenty-four year old man. Also, you know my cousin now, I can leave him with you as a warranty." "Something tells me you don't give too much of a shit about him," Elio says and I can only laugh, "Fine, I guess you can take Birdie with you. I'll get a passport ready for him... you still have the one I gave you last time?" "Yes, Sir," I respond, but then I realize Brody won't go back home if his mommy doesn't order him to. And I can't leave his stupid ass alone, "But... can you make one for my cousin? He also doesn't have one. He's the one who helped me come here undocumente