My Hot Alpha novel Chapter 133

“Just wait”. She smirked.

Rolling my eyes I got to my feet. “Do you think your moms forgot about why I’m here?”.

“Yeah right, she’s more excited than anyone else about this. She’s booked caterers, she picked jewellery. There isn’t much she hasn’t already done”.

Of course she had.

“Why does this only happen for an Alpha?”. I asked as we went back inside.

“Because he’s the most powerful, he’s the leader”. She shrugged. “You want something to eat?”.

“Can a girl be Alpha?”. Taking a seat at the kitchen table I took a sip of my coffee.

“Yes, first born child is the heir. You have a girl, she’ll be Alpha”.

“Okay and what about twins, would they share it?”.

“You thinking about babies already?”. She laughed.

“I’m just curious”. I frowned. I wasn’t sure I would want that for my child. All that responsibility.

“Did I hear someone mention babies?”. Charlotte grinned. “I promise not to keep you all day. I just want to run something’s by you”.

“Okay”. I smiled.

…

I didn’t get home until 6. I was mentally exhausted. My gran was in the living room with a glass of wine. Collapsing on the sofa beside her I kicked off my shoes a groan falling from my lips.

“That bad?”. She laughed.

“So much to do and yet all I have to do is pick a dress”.

“So what’s the problem then?”.

“I still think it’s all a little much. I’d hate to see what it’ll be like if we ever get married”. My gran laughed placing her hand on my knee.

“I guess you could say it’s like a wedding. Jake will be your husband one day. He’ll be the father to your children”.

“Yeah one day but that day isn’t going to be anytime soon”. I hadn’t even thought about marriage never mind children. I knew I wasn’t ready for that yet.

“It’ll happen when the time is right. Did you eat?”.

“Not since lunch. What’s cooking because it smells delicious”.

“George made lasagna, he’s nipped out for some wine. Go get cleaned up while I set the table”.

So I did. I made my way upstairs and into my room. Stripping out of my clothes I pulled on some clean pjs before jumping onto my bed. My phone started ringing an unknown number flashing on the screen.

Maybe it was Jake?

“Hello?”…

“Leah?”..

“Tommy?”. Why was he calling me, why did I answer?

“So you finally decided to answer me”. He laughed. “Cut me straight out of your life didn’t you”. His tone changed. He didn’t sound happy.

“It was for the best”. My heart was racing. He shouldn’t be calling me. He wasn’t part of my life anymore.

Why did I answer the call?

“Best for who. You were mine for 2 years Leah. You can’t just act like what we had was nothing”.

“It wasn’t just us in the relationship though was it. It took for me to move away to realise that it wasn’t a relationship at all”.

“Who put that in you head, was it that bitch Lana?”. He chuckled. “You know I fucked her as well”.

My stomach tightened. I knew that wasn’t true. Lana wouldn’t do that. She hated Tommy, she always had. Tried so many times to get me to end it.

“He doesn’t need to know. It was a phone call I shouldn’t have answered. It’s seriously nothing to worry about”.

“I never liked that boy Leah. Something always felt off about him”.

I had heard this about a million times. My gran never liked him. She tolerated him for my sake but whenever he was at our house she would always be there.

“Can we just eat please?”.

“I’ll sort it Ellen. You take a seat”…..

….

I had lasagna before but George’s hit different. I even had seconds and right now felt like a burst couch. I was stuffed.

“I’m guessing my lasagna was a hit?”. He chuckled.

“The best”. I grinned.

“You should have dinner with us more often”. My gran began clearing away the plates. “Once Jake is home we should do dinner. The four of us”.

“I’m sure he’ll love that”.

“Seeing as you don’t have school tomorrow do you fancy a little shopping in town?”.

“Yes. I have to look for a dress anyway”. Rolling my eyes I finished off the water in my glass.

“Ah the ceremony”. George smiled. “We would like to pay for your dress if you’ll let us”.

“Oh you don’t-…”

“George and I are paying for it sweetheart and any shoes and accessories you want to go with. You’re my granddaughter I want to help”.

There was no point in trying to argue with her. She always won. “Okay but nothing too fancy. I’m going to head upstairs and watch some tv. Thank you for dinner”.