Chapter 116
The Alpha’s Little Rogue
Cadenâs POV
Itâs almost ten at night when I walk back into the pack house.
The house is quiet except for the few people still playing games in the main room.
They murmur various greetings my way as I walk past and I tip my head in their direction.
Walking into the kitchen, I head to the fridge and pull it open. Looking inside, I find the Tupperware with leftover food gone and a smile makes its way to my lips. It makes me happy to know that she isnât s k i p p i n g her meals.
Taking a beer, I pop it open and down it in one go. The past few days can only be summed up as crazy.
Bat s h i t
crazy.
After finding out about the death of her father, Alessia has become closed off and focused all her attention on her new packâs upkeep. Itâs hot to see her in control of her very own pack, but it would be better if that g o d d a m n pack didnât keep her away from me. I hardly get to see her and when I do, sheâs too focused on other things to be
bothered with me.
With a groan, I clench my fingers around the beer can in my hand, scrunching it up and then making a perfect
shot into the trash can.
Time to go claim my mate. Iâm tired of all this b u l lsh i t. We didnât go through all those cr ap s just for us to start drifting away at the first sign of a crisis.