My Hot Alpha

My eyes were sore, and I could barely keep them open. He hadn't returned yet and it was almost midnight. Instead of going to bed I grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and wrapped it around myself. Dimming the lights, I turned on the tv and rested my head against the cushion. Just as I thought I tossed and turned until a frustrated sigh fell from my lips. Where was he?

I wasn't sleeping anytime soon so I grabbed my car keys, slipped my shoes on and went to get myself a milkshake. The street was empty, but I expected as much at this time of night.

Passing Jake's parents' house, I noticed the living room light was on but there was no movement. It still didn't sit well with me on how tonight ended. Charlotte basically threw us out. There had been many disagreements with Jake and his dad before but never once had his mom stepped in. I wasn't even in the car 5 minutes and my phone started ringing. Carter.

Answering it I hit speakerphone.

"You're out late bear".

I rolled my eyes. I swear you couldn't do anything in this town without one of them knowing about it.

"You're up late". I replied.

He chuckled. "I'm on patrol".

"But you're leaving tomorrow". I frowned.

"How come you're out so late?". He asked.

"Couldn't sleep".

"Jake cool with you being out this late?".

I rolled my eyes. "Do I need Jake's permission now?".

"Bear".

A sigh fell from my lips. "Jake isn't even home. He went for a run hours ago and hasn't returned".

"I still don't think you should be out this late on your own".

Why wasn't he commenting on Jake not being home? Unless. I chewed the inside of my cheek. He knew where he was. "Where is he?". I asked.

"Did you guys have a fight?". He asked.

"Where is he Carter?".

"He's at the bar on the edge of town".

My stomach dropped. Instead of coming home to talk about what happened he decided to go get drunk instead.

"Leah".

"Is he drunk?". I turned the car around and headed back home. If he didn't have the decency to come home and talk to me then I wasn't going to talk to him at all. "Bear".

"Bye Carter". I ended the call throwing my phone onto the passenger seat.

I already had a plan forming in my head. I knew what I was going to do. Pulling into the driveway I turned off my engine and went inside.

He wanted to act like he didn't care then I was going to do the same thing. Heading upstairs I grabbed a small carryon bag and started filling it with my clothes. I was going to the cabin, but I was going alone.