After One Slap, I Rejected My Alpha Heir novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7 

During break, Felicity removed her hair tie and looped it around Rowan’s wrist. The band was braided wolf mane dyed deep red, a mark of her pack. She playfully insisted he keep it on. 

In class, they passed notes under the table. Rowan sometimes chuckled without care, drawing attention. 

At lunch, she plucked the fattiest smoked wolf meat from his tray. Rowan let her, lips curling into a smirk. 

After school, she straddled the back of his bike, arm around his waist. They moved like a pair who had already claimed their marks. 

Ten years of shared history. At first, I felt a pang of unease, a tightness in my chest. Soon, it dulled. Habits like this could poison and numb. 

Just as I thought our paths would never cross again, Rowan stopped me at the school gate. 

“Serena Mooncrest.” His tone was low, complicated. Anger, maybe something else I could not read. 

“Felicity called in sick today.” 

I blinked, confused. What did this have to do with me? 

“And?” 

“What did you say to her?” 

I hesitated, then answered simply. “I don’t talk to her. I never have.” 

I wasn’t the type to chat idly. People like Felicity only dirtied my fur. If she left me alone, I would never speak. 

Rowan’s eyes held doubt. 

“I walked her home last night. She was fine. Today she calls in sick, won’t leave her den. When I asked, she kept crying. She said she was sorry for hurting you. She hoped you wouldn’t be angry anymore.” 

His jaw tightened. 

“So I’m asking again. Did you do anything to her? Hit her?” 

“Are you insane?” I tried to push past him. 

A sudden force gripped my wrist. Rowan’s hand felt like a steel trap. His wolf energy locked on me, pupils narrow. 

“Serena. I know you’re upset about us. You don’t have to do this.” 

“You told me we should be strangers. Now you expect me to care if you’re jealous?” 

He paused. Then leaned close, almost to my ear. 

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