The Alpha and the Mistake novel Chapter 15

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and cringed. Death warmed over would've been an improvement. The cut on my head had swollen into a nice little black and purple goose egg. I had dark bags under my eyes, and I still had a sickly complexion. I went and got the basics out of my backpack: brush, toothbrush, and some makeup, and tackled the daunting task of trying to make myself appear somewhat like a normal and functioning human being. I was only halfway through with my hair when I heard someone let themselves in.

"Oh yikes," Kara said as she joined me in the bathroom. "Here, let me help." She took the brush out of my hands before I could answer and started working on my hair.

Okay then. "Thanks."

"No problem-o. Misses W wanted to check up on you and talk some more."

"What about?"

"She didn't tell me. Probably doctor stuff." Kara shrugged and started rummaging through my makeup case.

"You know, I can do that myself right?"

"Yeah, well, I don't really have any girlfriends so indulge me, kay?" Again, she didn't wait for an answer before getting started.

When she finished, I wasn't half bad, if you could ignore the black and purple goose egg. "Thanks."

"No problem-o. As I said, I have no girlfriends really."

"Why not?"

"I'm allergic to bullshit and have no fucks to give to all these drama llamas. Come on, let's take you to Misses W."

"Lead the way," I said, not exactly eager. I wasn't going to be leaving anytime soon.

Kara led me to a small office on the ground floor. The alpha and his wife were there waiting for us. Kara showed me inside and left. "How are you feeling?" Emily asked.

"Good. My head doesn't hurt so much, and I'm not sick."

"We spoke to your mother last night. Let her know you were here and being cared for. She's made it abundantly clear that although your condition has improved, you are not allowed to leave this house until she arrives this evening."

Uh-oh, that didn't sound good. "What about Mike and his dad? Do they..."

"Unless your mother or her husband told them, they are unaware of your current location," Alpha Brent said.

"So what now?"

"That's for you and your mother to decide tonight. For now, go eat and enjoy the day," he replied.

"Yeah, sure. Thanks."

Kara was waiting for me outside. "You are so going to be grounded until you're eighty," she said, grinning.

"How did you know?"

"Super hearing, duh! Come on. Let's go see what the others are up to." Without waiting for me to reply, she linked her arm through mine and dashed down the hall. I stumbled, trying to keep up with her. After another amazing amount of turns and twists, we stopped at a large gym. Andy and Dean were in some kind of weightlifting competition or something. Instinct slammed into me, I dug my heels in, forcing Kara to stop when I noticed the girl with them.

It was Beth, Mike's sister. She words hit as hard as her brother's fists. "Actually, I think I might get sick again. I should go back..."

"No, you don't," Dean shouted, making me jump. "I want you to witness how badly I beat Andy here."

"You heard him," Kara said with a laugh, dragging me inside. "What are you two doing now?"

"This dork thinks he can bench press more than I can," Andy said as lifted up the bar back onto the rack, several black plates were on each side. "That's three-fifty right there. Let's see if you can do that one."

"Please! I can do it in my sleep," Dean said, giving me a wink as he sat down when Andy got up.

"Big talk little man," Andy replied then gave Kara one hell of a kiss. With a blush, I turned away. Beth's face was twisted in obvious envy, and when she noticed me watching, she narrowed her eyes at me. Right, so there was that. I looked away from her and watched Dean, lift the bar off the rack. Clearly struggling, he lowered and then lifted the weight before returning it to the rack.

"Boom, baby." Dean sat up with a bright grin.

"Barely," Andy said then waved at me. "How are you? That is one hell of a bump you got there."

"I was fine until you said that," I said, adjusting my bangs to cover the goose egg.