The Alpha's Girl

Chapter 17

The damn mate pull is aggravating.
Cooper this, Cooper that.

It's been one week, and Cooper went to some Alpha's convention in Canada.

And he's due back today.

I've been laying in the middle of the pack house for hours due to fustration.

I want Cooper, but I don't want to forgive him yet.

I wonder if he went to this shit just to fustrate me.

"Estella?" Reagan called out.

I let out a groan in response, I have no energy to talk.

This begging voice in my brain is restless. 'Cooper's hair'

'Cooper's eyes'

'Forgive him'

'His laugh'

All that shit has kept me up all hours during the day.

"You look like shit." She smirks then continues on, "Is it because of Cooper?"

"He wishes."

Of course it's about Cooper you dingbat.

"He's going to be back in a hour, you know that right?"

Something inside of me clicked, and the pit of my stomach erupted in butterflies.

My eyes lit up, and I had energy all in a swift moment.

Reagan Made this clicking noise with her mouth, as if she were observing me.

I ran upstairs and lunged for the shower.

"Not about Cooper my ass."

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I bounded down the stairs and smelled food in the kitchen.
Yummy.

"Nuh-uh. This is for the Alpha, Miss.callings." The cook informed me.

Well I'm his fucking mate even though he's in the damned dog house.

I sucked in a breath and let it out.
HOW CAN YOU MAKE DELICIOUS FOOD AND NOT LET ME HAVE ANY. I DON'T GIVE A FLYING FUCK WHO IT'S FOR.

I walked out of the kitchen, it's too tempting. And if I can't have any, I'm not going to keep the cook company.

I CAN HAVE YOU FIRED MISSY.

Don't tell me I can't have any food.

I went to Reagan's room and sat on the floor.

"You know your mind link is on, right?"

"I give no fucks. I wanted food AND I CAN'T HAVE ANY BECAUSE OF COOPER."

Reagan let out a loud laugh, and crossed her arms.

"He'll be home in a minute, you can take it up with him."

"I fucking will. I want some delicious food but I can't fucking have any. I HAVEN'T ATE SINCE LAST NIGHT AND MY STOMACH KEEPS MIMICKING A DAMN WHALE."

Reagan let a laugh out again, "I can smell him. He's near, and he senses your anger."

"It's about time."

we made our may down to the living room and I sat upside down on the couch while everyone greeted Cooper.

I'm trying to occupy myself from thinking about food.

Think sheep. Uh, think about horses.
Nope, that's also food.
Uh, how about clothes? I like clothes OH and shoes!
Think about puppies and kittens, awhhh..