Chapter Forty-Seven: Pufferfish

The journey back to the capital was exhausting and silent. Sex was but a band-aid. Despite how we behave in ecstasy, he still came to me smelling of roses, and I still refuse to cater, host or be a part of a ‘child’s’ birthday.

I still wanted to leave early, so we left on the same night. He could have stayed if he wanted, but I needed to leave— he came to me smelling of roses. I cannot get over that, especially when he denies me another.

Either way, the birthday is in three weeks, the double date next weekend, and there I shall ask for my Luna project and leave the two mates together a little earlier than the planned six months, but I cannot help how things turn out.

When the car makes a turn to the estate, a yawn escapes me.

At least I have my room here, and there is soundproofing.

The blushes and curious gazes that met mine after the Alpha and I left our room were…interesting.

Christ, did they hear our arguments then?

A familiar face and uniform brush past my window, so I lean to st