Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: _ Choosing Him

I was still in my thoughts when Lupe returned to the room.

"Well, this night just keeps getting better, doesn’t it?" She said sarcastically, leaning against the doorframe.

Better or worse?

I glared at her. "This is not funny, Lupe."

"Alright, alright." She strode closer. "I just think you are all too entangled in a messy ring of secrets. When will you have this honest conversation with Kylo?"

I trailed my gaze to Lupe who was clad in nothing from head to toe. "It’s not that easy, naked miss. Why didn’t you use a towel or something?"

"I forgot to take one before going into the bathroom. And what’s the harm? You’re a girl and Liam is asleep, so chill, buzzkill..." She rolled her eyes.

I almost hissed at her. "Whatever. I guess I just wasn’t ready to see how flat your ass is."

"What?!" Lupe blurted out, her mouth popped open. "Says the girl with the flat boobs." She gestured toward my flat breast under my top.

I swatted the pillow playfully at her. "Shut up!"

Lupe began to giggle but I really had no reason to laugh. How she could smile and dump her worries despite losing her mother and potentially, her mate on the same day was admirable.

But for me who had a chunk of secrets and just found out that she wasn’t the only one who had betrayed her ex-boyfriend, but he had betrayed her as well as a lot.

"I’ll go have my bath." I stood up, undressing while Lupe dressed up in her nightwear.

She turned to me, now getting serious. "Think about it, Isleen. The earlier..."

"The better, I know." I finished for her, stepping into the bathroom.

And thus, I got in the shower. The hot water washed away the dirt, bloodshed, and smoke of the day, true.

What it didn’t wash away was the jumble of feelings in my stomach. Kylo’s betrayal, the guilt over Gamma Rhett, and a strange new ache – like a butterfly trapped inside me.

Soaping my hair, I touched the warm mark on my neck. It was a reminder of Rhett. A tingle shot through me as a memory of his touch, his kiss during the marking process – It played on repeat.

Oh, his strong arms, his warmth, the hunger in his eyes. Gamma Rhett, at this point, I want to accept you.

But heat flooded my face as the water rushed through my head. How could I think of him after everything?

Should desire be the next thing on my mind when so many people had just died in the pack? When I had just found out that my ex-boyfriend and my roommate had betrayed me?

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