My Hot Alpha

"Is Carter coming?".

"He'll be there. Please come it'll get you out of the house for a bit". She was right. Staying cooped up in here wasn't doing me any good. "Fancy or casual?".

"You wear what you want sweetheart just be ready for 7".

I texted Carter but didn't get a reply. I wasn't in the mood to go out but my gran was right. What was the point in staying home by myself.

.....

I decided to go casual. Skinny jeans with my oversized orange blazer and orange shoes. My hair in a messy bun, little to no makeup except my eyes and my thick black rimmed glasses. Glancing in the mirror I caught myself smiling. In that moment I felt a little bit of myself coming back.

Jake who?

A laugh spilled from my lips as I sprayed a little perfume. I don't know what it was but I felt good. My mood had changed and I felt like my old self.

And my old self didn't give a rats ass about what anyone thought. It was time I brought her back. I was done worrying, I was done tip towing around acting like I didn't have a voice. Poor little Leah being taken for a fool well no more.

Grabbing my bag I put my purse and phone inside. With one last look in the mirror I left my room making my way downstairs.

.....

I stared up at the restaurant as we arrived.

Potente.

"Looks fancy". I wasn't sure I was wearing the correct clothes for this type of restaurant. Would they even let me in?

"It's not and the food is really good". George said parking the car and turning off the engine.

At least the rain had stopped.

"Shall we?". My gran grinned.

Why did I have a feeling she was up to no good?

Getting out the car we crossed the road and entered the restaurant. It wasn't overly busy but it was busy enough. Families out enjoy each other's company. The atmosphere was good, nice even. "I'm glad you came". My gran slipped her arm through mine leading me through the restaurant. A server stopped greeting us a huge smile on her face.

"Are you part of the Taylor party?". She asked.

My body tensed, my grans grip tightened.

The what party?

"We are". She smiled.

"This way". Her smile matched my grans.

"Gran?".

The girl server led us to the back of the restaurant stopping in front of double doors. "I hope you all have a great meal".

"Thank you sweetheart".

Okay! What the hell was going on? I thought George was taking us to dinner?

"Did I forget to mention we were joining Jacob and Charlotte?". She asked.

"You did". I was trying my hardest to play it cool but she did me dirty. I wasn't ready to face his parents especially him mom.

"It must have slipped my mind". She pushed the door open before I could say anything else.

Yeah I bet it did. It wasn't just Jacob and Charlotte. It was the whole cavalry.

But him.

My gran was chatting with Charlotte so that gave me the opportunity to sit myself down beside Alanna.

"Hey girl". She was typing away on her phone. "Carter is on route with your aunt and uncle".

"And Jake?".

"He didn't want to come because he knew you wouldn't if he did".

"What's this all for?". I didn't like that he wasn't here. I didn't like how it made me feel. Yes we weren't on the best of terms but that didn't mean I didn't miss him. "Shitty few weeks so my mom wanted to take everyone for dinner". She shrugged.

"Shitty few weeks because of me?".

"If anyones to blame it's Jake. My mom just wanted to bring everyone together".

"He should be here".

"Rylee and West are keeping him company. I'm sure he's fine".

"He's not though is he?".

"Well he's-...".

"Leah can I steal you for a minute?". Charlotte asked.

"Sure". I followed her out of the private room and took a seat by the bar. I wasn't looking forward to this conversation.

"My sons an idiot Leah and there is no excuse for what he did but I have to ask this. Is there any hope for you two?".

"I'm not going to reject him if that's what you're asking".

"I'm not talking about rejecting him. Do you want to be with my son and not because of the bond".

"Yes". I couldn't lie to Charlotte because she'd see right through it. Her son owned my heart but the stubbornness in me didn't want to admit it. I wanted him to suffer a little bit longer.

"Then please let him fix the mistake he's made. Let him back in. Let him show you how sorry he is".

"It's hard". I wanted him to suffer but it didn't mean I wasn't suffering too. I didn't want to not see him or talk to him.

"It's only as hard as you make it honey. He did wrong I'm not saying he didn't but please show him you're not going anywhere and that there is hope". She squeezed my shoulder softly before leaving me alone with my own thoughts. She was absolutely right. I had to let him fix this mess. I couldn't let him think there wasn't any hope left for us.

Truth was I didn't want to do life without him.