Chapter 71


    Chapter 71


    Caden’s POV


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    She’s at it again. I don’t know why she’s so determined to drive Alessia away with her weird people


    skills.


    “What are you doing here?” I make sure to not let it sound like a rude question or like I don’t enjoy her


    presence but I’m very sure that ites out exactly in that way.


    “I want to talk to you,” she grits out through clenched teeth, causing me to experience a wave of


    confusion. I’m sorry, but who exactly is the one who’s meant to be annoyed in this situation? Is it the


    person who keeps appearing uninvited? Or is it the unsuspecting victim who has to deal with these


    unexpected visits?


    “Let’s go to my office,” I suggest politely. It’s so far off from what I actually want to say. Which is


    something along the line of- Please, spare my mate and leave the poor girl the f u c k alone!


    She looks down at Alessia who has been watching the whole conversation with a confused look on her


    face, and smiles at her. “I’ll be back soon. We’ll continue the conversation from where we stopped off.”


    Not if I have anything to do with that.


    My poor naive mate simply nods. “Ok,” she whispers, throwing nces uncertainly between the two of


    us. Does she think that one of us is going to end up killing the other?


    I sigh, leading the way into the pack house, up the stairs, and into my office. When we get there, I open


    the door as a gentleman and wait for her to walk through it.


    She marches for the chair facing mine and settles into it.


    “Please, make yourself feel at home,” I mumble sarcastically and I’m answered with a re.


    “Watch your mouth, child, she warns, earning an eye roll from me.


    I round the desk and take my seat opposite hers. “What were you talking about with Alessia?” Maybe if


    I know the topic, I’ll be able to do some damage control.


    “I just came to meet your mate and then I had a lovely surprise.” A pause where I wonder what


    nonsense she’s about to spew next. “Apparently, I also found out that you two aren’t together. You’re


    fated mate and yet you aren’t really together.” She c o c k s at the head to the side and gives me an


    inquisitive stare. “Pray tell, how does one have a fated mate and yet not really be with them?”


    I grit my teeth hard enough for it to cra c k. “So that’s what you two talked about?” It’s worse than I


    imagined. It’s the absolute worst-case scenario. I was busy worrying about Alessia when the person


    actually i n d e e p s h i t is me. Sadly, Alessia isn’t around to save me.


    that’s


    “What are you doing?” She asks, looking genuinely curious and confused. “Do you even realize what


    you’re doing?”


    Her question annoys me. What does she mean by if I know what I’m doing? I’m the Alpha of the


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    pack and I definitely know what I’m doing. “Of course, I do,” I answer dryly, hoping that will put an end


    to her interrogation.


    “If you know what you’re doing then why are you screwing up big time?” She folds her arms over her


    chest and levels me with a serious look. “You’re hurting her.


    “Excuse me?” My brows furrow together, confusion welling up in me. “What are you talking about?”


    “You don’t see it?” She asks incredulously, her eyes doubling in size when I give her a nk stare. “You


    really don’t see it?’ she echoes.


    “See what?” I ask, feeling snarky and tired of this guessing game. I hate when people beat around the


    bush. Just give it to me straight and don’t leave me on hold.


    She shakes her head, still looking shocked and still grating on myst nerves. “You’ll figure it out for


    yourself.


    I sigh, ready to put an end to this dreadful conversation. “Well, we have nothing else to talk about. Time


    to gel her out of this house and away from Alessia. This meeting has dragged on long enough. Time to


    put an end to it. “You’re more than wee to stay over for dinner or…” I let my words trail off, letting


    her fill up the nk space with whatever she wants.


    She rolls her eyes. “You don’t have to spell it out for me.” She raises her hands in mock defeat. “I can


    read. the room. I’m going to let myself out.”


    Holding in a sigh of relief, I throw her a smile. “We’ll love to have you over at anytime.”


    She rolls her eyes. “You don’t have to do all that. I already said I’m going.” She stands up and starts


    heading for the door but pauses as her fingers close around the door kn o b. She turns around, looking


    at me. “Don’t hurt her and don’t end up hurting yourself.”


    She’s speaking in riddles and I’m not going to bother asking. It’s just going to create a whole new


    conversation that I have no intention of starting.


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    Even without a word from me, she notices my confusion and continues, “You’ll understand very soon.


    Hopefully, it won’t be toote by then.”


    She throws a sympathetic smile my way and exits the room, locking at the door behind her after


    throwing onest nce my way.


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    I sit in my chair minutes after she’s left, still pondering over herst words. I’m having a fight with


    myself over what those words mean. Somehow, I think I understand what she meant but I’m not ready


    to ept it. So, I do want I always do. I do what always works for me.


    I push it away and ignore it, shoving it to the back of my head. I have other things to worry about.


    Things that require myplete focus. Those are what I’m meant to be thinking about.


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