The Alpha's forbidden omega mate - Chapter 69: Chapter 69

Rowan's POV:
I sighed, annoyed. Brock Callahan was walking right next to me again.
That guy was like a shadow, always popping up when I least wanted him to.
“Seriously, dude, don't you have anything better to do?” I thought, clenching my jaw.
“Yo, Rowan!” Brock said, nudging me with his elbow.
“Remember that hot cheerleader I used to date?”
My wolf bristled, a low growl rumbling in my chest. He was talking about my mate, my Catrina, like she was some prize he’d won at a carnival.
“Catrina? Nah, I haven’t seen her,” I lied smoothly, trying to sound casual.
Like I’d ever forget those amber eyes, that fiery spirit.
Just thinking about her sent a jolt of longing through me, a reminder of what I was fighting for, of what I was missing.
“Someone told me they saw her knocked up, working at some fancy hotel around here!” Brock said, laughing.
My wolf snarled, his claws itching to shred something. He was talking about my mate, carrying our pup – and this jerk was making fun of it?
I forced a laugh, shrugging. “Pregnant? Good for her, I guess.”
Brock gave me a suspicious look. “Yeah, I bet. Didn’t think she was the type to just disappear.”
My muscles tensed, warning bells going off in my head. He was getting too close to the truth.
I couldn’t let him figure out who I was or what I was doing here.
“Back off, dude. You have no idea who you’re messing with.” My wolf snarled, pacing restlessly inside me, eager to put this human in his place.
“What’s it to you, Brock?” I growled, giving him a hard stare.
“Catrina’s life is none of your business.”
Brock held up his hands, but his eyes still had that challenging glint.
“Whoa, easy there, big guy. Just messing with you. Didn’t realize you were so protective of my ex.”
I fought to stay calm, but my alpha instincts screamed at me to put this arrogant human in his place. “Catrina and I were good friends, Brock. And I’m not going to let you disrespect her.”
Brock’s eyes widened, then narrowed.
“Good friends, huh? Well, well, looks like Catrina’s moved on.”
He whistled, looking at me like he’d just solved a puzzle.
“So, you’re one of those werewolf guys, huh? Guess that explains a lot.”
My stomach dropped. I’d said too much?
My wolf howled in frustration. Now this human knows about the truth. What if he tells someone?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to sound confused.
But Brock just grinned.
“Come on, Rowan. You can’t fool me. Catrina used to talk about wolves all the time in high school.”
I felt a growl building in my chest, my claws wanting to come out. I couldn’t lose control, not now. Too much was at stake.
This is not the time to shift, no matter how tempting it is to rip this human limb from limb.
I reminded my wolf, forcing him to calm down. We had to play it cool, for now.
“Listen, Brock,” I said through gritted teeth. “Forget whatever you think you know. Catrina and I have moved on. You should, too.”
Brock’s expression turned sly, his eyes calculating. “Oh, I don’t think so, Rowan. You and your wolf girl have made me curious, and I’m not going to let this go.”
He leaned in, his voice low. “So, what’s the deal? You and your silly pack friends are running some kind of operation on this campus?”
Panic surged through me. This was bad. Really bad.
“He’s onto us! We need to get out of here, now!” My wolf clawed at the edges of my control, his fear turning into a primal urge to flee.
But I couldn’t run. Not without making things worse.
I forced a smile and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe you’ve been watching too many werewolf movies.”
Brock narrowed his eyes, not buying it. “Uh-huh, sure. Well, we’ll see about that.”
With that, he walked off, leaving me standing there, my fists clenched.
Damn that nosy human! If he kept digging, he’d figure out the truth—that Catrina and I weren’t just friends, we were mates. Mates were forever. An unbreakable bond, woven into our souls.
He can’t know. The thought sent a shiver of fear down my spine.
If the wrong people find out about Catrina, she’ll be in danger.
I couldn’t let Brock get any closer. My pack, my family… their safety depended on me staying undercover as this normal college student.
But with Brock snooping around, I knew it was just a matter of time before he found out.
Frustrated, I kept walking. I had to find a way to throw him off, to keep him away from Catrina and the pack. But how?
“Maybe we can scare him off? Give him a little growl, show him we mean business?” My wolf suggested, eager for a confrontation.
I shook my head. No, we can’t risk it. We have to stay under the radar.
We have to play by the humans’ rules, at least for now.
As I walked, I caught a faint, flowery scent—Catrina’s scent. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked around, hoping to see her.
But she wasn’t there. She was safe back at the Mondragon pack house, like Isabelle promised.
Thinking about her, carrying our pup, while I was stuck here pretending to be human, filled me with sadness and a fierce protectiveness.
“I’ll be back soon, my love. I’ll fix this, I promise.”
I sent a silent message to her through our mate bond, hoping she could feel my love and determination across the miles that separated us.
But I knew I had no choice. This mission was important, not just for my family, but for the whole pack. I had to see it through, no matter what.
Straightening my shoulders, I kept walking, watching for Brock. I couldn’t afford any more mistakes. From now on, I had to be the perfect human college student. No more slip-ups.
And I would do whatever it took to keep Brock—and everyone else—from discovering the truth.
As I headed to my next class, I felt uneasy.
Brock was stubborn, and I knew he wouldn’t quit until he got answers. The question was, how far would he go?
I didn’t know, but I had to be ready for anything. My mate and my pup were counting on me.
With renewed determination, I walked on, my mind already planning for every possible scenario.
I wouldn’t fail. I couldn’t.