My Hot Alpha

He had been away for 3 days.

No

calls.

No texts.

Saturday was the last time I spoke with him.

I missed him more than I thought I would. He had literally flipped my world upside down, become such a big part of my life within such a short time.

"He'll be home soon". Alanna slipped her arm through mine as we walked into the coffee shop.

"I know". I didn't think I would feel this way. It was hard to explain the ache in my chest or the nerves in my stomach, it was constant. He was giving me the space I thought I wanted but turns out it wasn't space I needed. I needed him.

I wanted him here with me.

"You want a cappuccino?". She asked.

"Yeah". I found myself checking my phone more often. Scrolling through my social media just to see if he had posted anything.

If I felt like this now without being mated how was I going to feel if I wanted to go to university. I couldn't take being this far away from him. I wasn't sure how I was going to get through the next few days or when he decides to come home. "So Carter told me you and your gran had a fight?". Placing my cappuccino in front of me she took her seat.

"Let's just say we aren't exactly on speaking terms. First argument I've ever had with her". I could already see our relationship changing without the argument happening. She was distant, always out spending time with George. "I'm sure it'll be fine. Give her time to cool off".

"Maybe". I shrugged. Poor Lana had been staying with Pete the last few days. You could cut the tension in my house with a knife. It wasn't pretty.

If I had somewhere else to go I wouldn't be there either. I didn't like that we argued but I couldn't sit and say nothing when she had lied to me my whole life.

"Was it that bad?". She asked as the door to the shop chimed.

Sarah! Just what I needed.

"What are you staring-..." Alanna turned around as Sarah and her friends took the booth in the corner. She was right in my line of sight. "She's bloody everywhere". She sighed. "Right so is it really that bad?".

"We both said things we didn't mean. Heat of the moment. You know what it's like". Glancing at Sarah I clenched my teeth at her smug smile.

"Leah?"....

"I know I need to stop letting her get under my skin". Taking a sip of my coffee I glanced at my phone as it pinged.

"Jake?". She smirked.

"My gran". I frowned opening the message.

'Come home we need to talk x'

"I need to go home. She wants to talk".

....

Opening the front door I kicked off my shoes and hung up my jacket. Dropping my bag on the bottom of the stairs I walked into the living room.

"Sit down Leah". George was sat beside her, his arm around her shoulder. Something didn't feel right and I had a feeling I wasn't going to like what she was about to say. "Are you okay?". I asked.

"What happened on Sunday won't ever happen in this house again. I won't have you disrespecting me like you did. I didn't raise you like that". Her tone was sharp, edgy. "Understood". If I said what I wanted to say it wasn't going to end well.

"You're eighteen Leah but you still live under my roof and I expect you to live by my rules. By all means if you want to leave then go, you can do what the hell you want". I could feel the tears well in my eyes, the lump forming in my throat. I was trying my hardest to keep them from falling.

I had no idea why she was acting like this.

"Can I be excused?". I asked.

"Dinner will be on the table for 6. It's up to you if you want to join us".

"Okay". Heading upstairs the tears fell as soon as I closed my bedroom door. How could she be like that with me?

Grabbing my phone I dialled his number. I didn't want to be here, I felt like an outsider in my own home.

"This is a surprise". He chuckled.

I couldn't hold back the sob...

"Babe what's going on?".....

"I-I.... can you come home?". I cried. I needed him more than anything right now. I had never felt so alone.