The Alphas Little Warrior novel Chapter 4

Rochelle

Remington never glanced at me, didn’t say a word, my eyes didn’t leave his back as he guided Monica through the crowd. A pain that I can only be described as a knife piercing my heart had me closing my eyes shut, not to allow it to affect me but to harden my heart towards the blatantness of their disrespect. Walking back to our home, both Mom and I stayed quiet, there was nothing left to say about the loss, about the emptiness we both felt as we entered our home. She had lost her mate; the love of her life and I lost the only man that would truly love me unconditionally.

The following days were empty, both of us trying to get through each one, as people went about their lives normally, because the loss of John Jasper didn’t affect them as it did us. Mom cried every day, no less than she did the day before. Neither of us ate, we barely slept, she stayed in her bedroom, and I curled in his chair.

The following Monday, my mother’s bedroom door creaked opened, and she stepped out, “you need to go to school, get your finals done and it’s time to stop grieving your father.” She held my hands, “your dad loved you and he wouldn’t want you to stop living because he was protecting us, so you need to go on and live your life.”

She was right and I knew that, yet it didn’t make it any easier. I grabbed my phone and turned it on, ignoring the missed calls and messages and sent a text to Linda, “see you at school.”

I pulled my hair into a messy bun, washed my face and got dressed in torn jeans and one of my dad’s button-up shirts. I had one final today and then I could leave. I walked inside the school, ignoring everyone’s stares and whispers as I opened my locker Linda’s voice came from my side, “hey, I missed you.”

I slowly nodded, “yea, I missed you too.” I pulled out my hoodie, stuffing it inside my backpack, “I’ll see you after the final,” I shut my locker and headed for class.

She threw her arm over my shoulder, “I want to walk you,” she leaned her head touching mine, “I’m your BFF, we can talk after class.”

I went to reply when I heard Monica squeaky voice, “wait till you see the dress I’ll be wearing at his party,” she giggled, “we’ll match like a mated couple.” Linda’s arm tightened around my shoulders, “don’t pay her any attention, she does this just to get to you.”

I stared out the classroom window thinking how much my life had changed in one day, how devasting it could be. I’ll make sure my dad is proud of me, I’ll become the fiercest warrior. I’m his little girl; his little warrior and nothing will stand in my way.

The sound of the bell had my head turn only to find Remington standing in front of my desk, “hey, how you been?”

My jaw clenched as I stared at him, my eyes focused on something pink on his collar, “fine,” I gritted out.

His eyes softened as he exhaled and slid into the seat in front of me, “Roe, we need to talk.”

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