The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448

Cupid

It was the sound of my cellphone ringing that woke me. Groaning softly, I reached for it, eyes still closed, swiping my finger across the screen to answer, waiting for a voice, only to hear a soft giggle that forced my eyelids to flutter open.

And there she was, her face on my screen, laughing happily like a girl who had been blessed with priceless gifts.

I hadn’t even realized it was a video call until now. She looked thrilled to see me, giggling and staring at me again and again.

“This is the first time I’m seeing your sleepy face, Cupid. You look… so lovely,” she said, unable to help herself. I blinked, forcing my eyes to open wider, suppressing the dull heaviness of my werewolf side.

I tried to sit up, the sunlight filling the room and falling over my bare skin. She looked beautiful, bright, soft but her eyes held too much affection, more than I can afford to give.

“Cupid…” she murmured my name gently. I looked at her again before sighing. “I woke you up?”

I nodded, and she studied my face before speaking again.

“I shouldn’t have called. You look like you were having the best sleep of your life, right?”

To that, I shook my head.

“I’m only high as fuck,” I murmured honestly, and I watched her pause, her eyes fixing into mine. “Meth. Took a sniff last night. It’s the purest I’ve had in years. You mind?”

Silence dropped between us. I saw the reluctance in her eyes. Cigarettes she could tolerate, but drugs… not a chance. Knowing her upbringing, her values, I am the biggest walking red flag she will ever meet.

Ares Bani is shrewd but I am something else entirely.

“You don’t take it often, right?” she finally asked, searching my eyes, almost pleading for me to say no. Her voice low, tinged with sadness, disappointment. I nodded.

“Occasionally… when I’m frustrated,” I confessed, and she blinked, tucking a wavy strand of hair behind her ear. She looked at me again before asking.

“Are you okay?”

I stayed silent but I nodded, letting her know my sincere feelings.

“Cupid…” she breathed, almost panicked.

“It’s not about you. It’s work. Overwhelming,” I murmured, and she sighed, biting her lower lip. “You look lovely today.”

Her face lit up, smiling at my compliment.

“You too. How is the place you arrived at yesterday? Is it an exclusive suite?” she asked, her eyes innocent, hopeful, searching mine.

I paused.

The last thing I ever want to do to Snowflakes is lie to her… or manipulate her. She has had enough of that, and I know she wouldn’t recover if it came from me.

“Lower the phone” I say instead.

She looks at me again, bites her

Wer lip, and obeys.

The screen dips. Her cleavage fills the frame. Full breasts pressed together by whatever thin top she’s wearing, only the soft upper curves exposed, but the plump swell alone is enough to make my cock throb painfully hard against my zipper.

My eyes lift back to her face. I smile.

Her cheeks are burning red and I already know exactly how soaked she is right now.

“We fucked last night. You should stop hoping on him. Cupid is mine.”

She disconnected and tossed the phone onto my bed, staring at me with cold determination.

I slowly approached, picked up the phone, checking who she called.

Snowflakes.

“What did you just do?” I asked, voice calm, deadly calm and she set her jaw, fighting to stay strong beneath the threat in my tone.

“I’m sure your father doesn’t know about this. Make it a mountain out of a molehill, and I’ll tell him you have a girl in your heart,” she threatened, then hurried out, jealousy thick in every step.

I stood there, eyes fixed on the phone.

Snowflakes had answered and she must have heard Evalina’s words. She must have gone still, shocked. She was likely heartbroken.

I moved to call her back, then paused.

Perhaps this is for the best.

Maybe what we have isn’t strong enough to last a lifetime or withstand the barriers between us.

She and I are worlds apart.

We don’t fit, not truly.

She should know this now and perhaps this will make her move on, and force me to focus on the business here.

Perhaps.