Todos os capítulos de Rooming With The Enemy: The Alpha’s Forbidden Mate: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Rhett’s POVThe next morning, I wake up feeling like shit.My knuckles are sore, and my jaw is aching because Cassian got a few good punches in, and my head is pounding from the fight yesterday. I drag myself out of bed and head into the bathroom to get ready for this stupid disciplinary meeting that shouldn't even be happening. Ì knkw theh cant auspen me becayse my dad is my dad, bht if he gets word of it…Pushing the thought away, I grab the blue mouthwash bottle on the sink and pour a cup. When I swish it around, it tastes weird and bitter, nothing like mint. I brush it off because it’s a new brand I grabbed yesterday during my rushed shopping run. But as I spit it out, I cough, accidentally swallowing a little gulp of it.Instantly, my throat burns, and a sudden wave of dizziness hits me. I grip the edges of the sink, shaking my head to clear the strange, lightheaded feeling. I figure I’m just tired and dehydrated from hockey practice, so I wipe my mouth, throw on the gray shirt a

Rhett’s POVAs we begin to walk back to the admin building, my vision is still swimming from whatever kind of alcohol was inside that bottle. I have a high alcohol tolerance, and that is probably why I never noticed the lightheaded sensation was from me being drunk. But for something I barely drank—that only sat in my mouth for more than a few seconds—to register on a breathalyzer, it must have been strong. At this point, I would not even be surprised if he put pure ethanol in there.We finally get to the building, and the director and his assistants enter the office, leaving Cassian and me alone in the hallway. I turn around quickly and grab Cassian by the collar of his jacket, shoving him back against the wall. The plastic chairs rattle from the sudden impact.“Fuck you,” I breathe out, my voice shaking with rage as I glare into his face. “You are a backstabber, Cassian. A two-faced, lying piece of shit.”Cassian does not even try to push me off. He just leans back against the wall,

Cassian’s POVMr. Reed does not reply, however he glares at me for what feels like forever. The way he is grinding his teeth together so hard seems like he wants to rip my throat out right now. But he knows people are inside the offices around ajd passing this hallway, and with the way I am looking right back at him with a smirk, he realizes he can’t do shit without causing a scene that will make him look like the monster he really is.“You will regret this, boy,” Mr. Reed says in a whisper that actually sends a chill down my spine, but I don’t let it show on my face. He adjusts the cuffs of his suit, shoots one last deadly glare at Rhett who is still standing behind me, and then turns on his heel, walking away. The second his father is out of sight, Rhett roughly shoves my shoulders from behind, making me stumble forward into the wall.“What the fuck is your problem?!” Rhett shouts. His face is probably redeee than a tomato, as he glares at me with bloodshot eyes. Angry woukd not be

Rhett’s POV“What the fuck?” I gasp as I walk into my room to meet Cassian sprawled on my bed. “You’re not allowed in here.”It’s been a full week of living alone in this room that night as well be solitary confinement in the state prison. But honestly speaking, it’s been pretty well… normal? Boring, depressing as hell, and dead quiet, but at least nobody is breathing down my neck or trying to actively ruin my life. Or so I thought.Cassian is lying flat on his back right in the bed, his head resting against my only pillow. He has his dirty sneakers crossed at the ankles, propped up right against my clean sheets, and his hands are tucked behind his head like he’s on a five-star vacation.He turns his head slowly, looking at me with that same irritating smirk that makes my hands instantly want to clench into fists. He just shrugs, completely unbothered.“Door was unlocked,” Cassian says casually,l in a lazy tone. “The door was not fucking unlocked,” I snap, slamming it behind me so n

Rhett’s POVMy whole body hurts from training. Coach had us running line drills back to back because of the time I missed when the board had me suspended, and by the time I am done showering and throwing on some black pants and a t-shirt, my legs can barely hold my body.Still, I grab my keys and wallet, ready to go light again. Cassian is lying on his bed, scrolling through his phone. “Where are you off to now?” he asks with looking up. “Youre asking because?”“Well you just had practice. Shouldn't you sleep or something? You look like shit.” He comments off handedly, still not glanci mf at me. “None of your business,” I mutter, grabbing my keys off the desk.“Come on, Reed,” Cassian laughs, propping himself up on his elbow. “What? You think I am going to find a way to ruin whatever youre up to”“I need to meet my dad for something,” I say, not bothering to look at him.Cassian’s brows shoot up, and he sits up on the bed immediately. I can always sensw worry and it makes me feel