Page 171 of My Forbidden Alpha

It’s not been long since he was in the bathroom with us. Where did he go?

“I’ll mind-link him,” I say, Scarlett nods.Alpha?

Nothing. I shake my head.

“He isn’t answering.”

Scarlett

“Well, I don’tthink he will, now will he? That whore, Fiona, went too,” Keira spits. I exchange looks with Angela.

“Fiona?” I ask.

“Yeah, she’s probably at her game again. We all know Elijah said she’s fucking good with her mouth!” Keira slurs. She is pissed and clearly has drunk way too much, even for a werewolf.

Her words make my heart sting.

Monica sighs.

“Drop it, Keira. Let him have fun. He and Fiona have been together for a while. Even if it’s on-off, they go really well, just get over it,” Monica says, standing up. “Come on, baby, let’s dance.”

Angela looks at me doubtfully.

“Maybe he’s just at the men’s room. I doubt he’s with her,” she says. I nod, but I feel uneasy.

“He’ll be back. You ladies should sit,” Liam offers as I frown slightly. I sit down feeling restless. “Want to dance, Scarlett?” Liam asks.

“No.”

I’m not in the mood.

Sensing this, Angela quickly stands up again.

“But I do. Come on, Liam,” Angela says.

Left alone with Keira, the unease within me grows, when suddenly I feel extremely hot.Crap, not now, I think. I shiver as I break out in a sweat.What the hell is wrong with me?I stand up, not feeling so good, deciding to go to the restroom once again.

I walk through the crowd. Every touch or brush against someone makes my skin feel extra sensitive. I wrap my arms around myself as I push through, relieved when I see the side corridor and hurry down it. I stop suddenly when I catch two scents that stand out from the many other smells that cross through these halls.

Elijah and Fiona’s.

Combined.

Are they together?

My heart thunders in my chest, a lump in my throat as dread makes me sick to my stomach. I turn and follow those scents.

With every step, I feel burdened with fear and unease, as if I will see something I don’t want to. There are a few doors that are clearly only for staff, and I wonder if I should even be here.

I round a corner and stop suddenly, my entire body numbing at the scene before me.

Elijah stands there in the corner, his jacket is gone, and his shirt is half-open. A very naked Fiona, in nothing but a pair of undies, stands in his arms. His hand is on the back of her head, the other rubbing her back as he whispers into her ear.

I stand there trying to tell myself that I shouldn’t believe everything I see. Even though my heart is tightening, crushing my windpipes. I try to stay calm as I look down the far corridor.

He loves me.

This could be anything.

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