The Warrior Alpha

#21 Roger

I felt bad for the teaser, so I guilted myself into writing y'all new chapters. The others will be up soon.

Chapter 21
ROGER

*******Ronan's POV*********

I woke up feeling rested and ready for the day. I lazily looked over to see a snoring Evan still passed out on the couch. Ew, I think he's drooling!

I smiled and got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I grabbed some clothes along the way and decided I was due for a shower. After fifteen minutes of hot water and soap, I wrapped my body in a plush towel and dried myself clean. I threw on a pair of sweatpants and a big Tshirt, then brushed my hair out.

My stomach was growling like no tomorrow by the time I finished, looked like my next stop was the kitchen.

I walked back into Evan's room and found the bed made and Evan gone, off the couch he'd been sleeping on. I put my dirty clothes by my bag on the floor then walked downstairs, following the smell of breakfast.

When I walked into the kitchen I saw Evan's parents sitting at the table. Mr. Lawrence was reading the morning paper while sipping on his coffee. Mrs. Lawrence was eating some fruit and looking at some trash gossip magazine, she's always reading them I remembered.

I walked over to the table and sat down in front of an empty bowl and poured some Special K cereal from the box in my bowl and added milk. I started eating when Evan came clamoring down the stairs noisily.

"Son, what's the rush?" Mr. Lawrence asked.

"Nothing, I'm just hungry." Evan said cheekily.

"Sure, I bet it's just because you missed your mate." Mrs. Lawrence said dreamily.

I started choking on my cereal and coughing when she said the word mate.

I still hadn't quite gotten used to it, and I couldn't help but feel guilty for lying to his parents. Last night they seemed so happy and Mrs. Lawrence wouldn't stop bringing up grandpups. Like lady I'm 16! As much as I love you I will not be giving you grandpups..ever.

'What?! Yes you will, Evan is our mate. I want to have his children.' My wolf cried.

'No. Evan is not our mate, nor will this be a permanent option, so don't get attached. He still has a mate out there and needs to find her, just because our mate didn't work out doesn't mean his won't. Besides, we only mated with Evan to get rid of Vlad's mark, mask our scent, and for our safety from the rouges while we are staying here. As soon as we can get back on our feet, we're booking it out of here.' I told her sternly.

I could tell she wasn't happy with my answer since she retreated into the depths of my mind, cutting off our connection.

"Ronan dear, are you okay? Did the food go down the wrong way?" Mrs. Lawrence worried over me.

"Uh yes, but I'm fine now. Thank you." I replied.

"Here, have a glass of orange juice to wash it down." Mr. Lawrence said.

I smiled and sipped the orange juice in front of me.

Evan sat down next to me, with his plate piles with bacon, eggs, Eggo waffles, and two biscuits.

"Gotta enough there bud?" I asked Evan jokingly.

His expression turned grave as he turned to me and said, "Why, do you think I need more?"

I laughed, "What? No Evan I was kidding. You'll be fat as a house if you keep eating like that!"

"Nah, you know how us werewolves are." Evan returned with a mischievous grin.