All Chapters of THE ALPHA WANTS ME BACK: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KOOKIE:We’re home. I don’t remember the drive—just that Blue held my hand the entire way, and I gripped it like it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. After the medics took Levi away, I knew it was best to go home because my daughter was also involved in the accident and she needed comfort.I make dinner because I need to get my baby comfortable. Blue sits at the table quietly, her eyes vacant as I set a plate in front of her. I try to smile to calm her, but my mind is really all over the place. My daughter being scarred for life, Levi’s bravery, his condition, kissing Levi in front of national television, and how both he and Blue would react knowing they are father and daughter.“It’s your favorite,” I say gently. “Tiny meatballs, just like you like them,” I add, pushing the tray gently in front of her.She nods and picks up her fork, eating slo

Kookie:It’s just one date, I say to myself as I dress up for the night. My mother is downstairs with Blue, fixing dinner. Dad is away at the Opal Moon Pack for business, so she is staying over at my place with Blue.There is a strange nervous bubble in my stomach like I used to have whenever I had a date with Levi as kids. I hate it because I’m not in love with him, and this is just one date, and it will never happen again.“He doesn’t mean anything to you,” I say to myself in the mirror.“Levi’s here.” My mother’s voice cuts through, bringing me back to the present.I look at her through the mirror, then I give a nod. She shuts the door, walking up to me.“Whatever decision you make, we will be here to support you,” she says. My eyes narrow at her words, and I nod again.“Thank you,” I reply, then I grab my purse and walk. She walks me out of the room, and we find our way downstairs.Levi is there with Blue at the dining table, helping her with her coloring book. The soft clink of m

Kookie:I am stunned in silence for a moment, unsure of how to react. It is odd, but his laughter makes my stomach warm, and I hate it because he tricked me. It is not fair tricking me that way, knowing I would panic. I mean, it is my job to save lives.“It isn’t funny!” I state, walking back to my seat. I try to pick up my food.He stops laughing for a moment, then he glares at me while I look away, not wanting to meet his eyes.He clears his throat.“You are right, and I’m sorry.” My brows loosen up, my eyes meeting his. “It was hilarious. You should have seen your face.”His laughter rings out again, and I roll my eyes, grumbling as I try not to be affected by the contagiousness. Angrily, I toss my napkin at him.“Well, I hope you actually choke on something and die!”He pauses.“You really want me dead, huh?” he questions, and I open my mouth to speak, to let him know I do not really mean it, but then he beats me to it. “Then why did you kiss me after the fire?”My brows tighten.

KOOKIE:My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for the worst to come. I try to steady my breath, but there are a lot of thoughts running through my head about what he could have possibly done. It is almost like I can never find peace with him, and fuck, I hate it so much.“Your father has been doing some digging about the fire, because the pack is stalling, and we think they are doing so because it has something to do with Levi.”I already expect the worst, so when she says this, it doesn’t really derail me, but there is a familiar feeling of hurt tugging at my chest. My mind wanders off to the activities of the night, and how his sweet tone got me swimming into a deep pool of nostalgia and fuck, I hate it. I hate myself for letting my guard down. He is such a monster if this is true, and how is he able to do these things with a straight face? I shouldn’t have trusted him.“Does he know about Blue yet?” Mother asks, drawing me back to the present.My mouth is open for a few seconds befo

KOOKIE:I sit at the dining table long after my parents have gone upstairs. The house is quiet now, as my father is probably taking a nap, and Mum is with Blue. We have a game plan, but I am scared about how it might turn out. If he truly has a hand in this, then it is dangerous meeting with him, but I have no other choice.With a shaky breath, I pick up my phone. My fingers hover over the screen for a long moment before I finally type:“Hey... I just wanted to say I’m sorry for how I left things. If it’s not too much, could I come over later today? I just... want to talk.”I hit send before I can change my mind. My heart pounds in my chest as I stare at the screen, waiting for his reply. I try to imagine what must be going through his mind. Does he feel victorious about the fact he must have won me over?My phone beeps, drawing me back to the present, and I grab it immediately to see it’s his reply:“You