Chapter 98 The Ugly Truth
Calhoun's POV
Right at the moment I flick my eyes open, a groan rolls from the back of my throat because I'm having this banging headache.
I put my hand on my forehead and shut my eyes tightly in their sockets to subside the pain, but it's to no avail.
I look around me, and that's when it hits me hard that I am in a hotel room, shirtless and on top of a bed with wrinkled sheets.
I flinch when I take the sheet covers off me and realize that I am naked.
Something doesn't seem right at all.
How in the seven hells did I get here?
I was with Bruce and...
Suddenly, a flashback of everything hits me hard, and then I can remember everything.
Emilia Dante, Alpha Morrison's daughter, drugged me and my Beta through food and drinks, something which made us pass out and then she brought me in here.
"Fuck!" I slam my fist against the table, inwardly swearing to never eat or drink from people's tables.
What the fuck happened during the whole time I was unconscious?
Why am I naked and in a hotel room?
Several disturbing questions are slamming through my mind, making me overly unsettled, until the bedroom door creaks open.
And in comes the tall brunette. Emilia.
Stark naked and the only thing she's wearing is a sultry side-lipped smirk.
"What have you done?" I growl.
"We had fun, Alpha Calhoun?" She has this look on her face like she's won a medal.
And her reply makes me rake my hands through my hair in exasperation.
"How the fuck could you do such a thing!?" I hiss, amid trying to find my clothes but I can't even see them.
"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it?" Emilia flips her hair over her shoulders, so I can see her full body.
Clenching my jaw, I turn my gaze away from her. She's dubious and evil. Put on a facade the whole time, just so she could do this to me. "You drugged me," I don't want to think I truly cheated on Kristen. "You're not wrong, Alpha Calhoun. I did drug you," Emilia puts her hand on her mouth and chuckles to herself, "you look even better when you're naked."
"Are you insane?!" I slam my fist on the bed for the second time, and the little bitch flinches halfway through chuckling.
"Sometimes an agreement is sealed with sex." She says quietly and even dares walk until she's standing in front of me.
"Kristen..." my voice breaks at the thought of my mate.
"It's not as if you haven't cheated before. Indeed an Alpha like you shouldn't settle with one woman."
When Emilia hunks down and attempts to touch me, I swat her hand away from me and pin her to a nearby wall in a rush.
"Now you're going to hurt me?" Emilia still chuckles when I tighten my grip around her throat.
It's upsetting that she finds everything funny. She's not even afraid of me.
Wait a minute, is she getting turned on?
"Go ahead and choke me, Alpha Calhoun," she lets her tongue touch her bottom lip, "you have no idea how badly I've always wanted this."
Shit. I instantly release her, because it seems to be getting worse.
Right now, I am very conflicted and at a loss for what to do. Emilia is manipulative and evil. She seems to have no remorse for her actions and brazenly admitted to drugging me. And still made advances at
me.
Putting my hands on my face, I heave deeply. I wish all of this isn't real, and didn't cheat on Kristen. But it's as good as real. I am naked,
Emilia is too.
"Where are my clothes?" I ask in a dangerously low tone, still avoiding staring at her because it feels wrong. To stare at another woman who isn't my mate and my wife-to-be.
"I can't find them either,"
Hearing this response from Emilia just worsens my mood and
triggers my anger.
I shift and let out a deadly growl on her face.
For the first time, I see fear on her face. She's trembling in fright
right now. Good.
Feeling the full weight of betrayal and anger, my wolf growls at her for the second time.
Panting heavily, Emilia points behind me with a wavering finger.
My wolf bares his fangs at her once more, before reluctantly turning.
There, I see my clothes wrinkled and shoved inside the trash bin.
Shifting, I dash towards the trash bin, fish out my clothes. My heart is thudding in my chest while I am at this. Alpha Morrison's
daughter truly crossed a line.
She should count herself lucky that she's a female. I don't hurt females, so I'll let this go. And keep it a secret from Kristen forever.
I didn't deliberately cheat, it's something I would never do. I was drugged by Emilia Dante.
In a rush, I put on my clothes, pick up the rest of my stuff and leave.
It's dark outside, showing that I've been here for over five hours and Bruce is still on the plate of food he passed out on earlier.
I feel like knocking him over the table because he's the cause of it all.
If only he had agreed to leave with me earlier, none of this would've
happened.
Grounding my teeth, I pull him away from the food plate through my hold on his shirt.
"We can't leave just yet, I haven't kissed Emilia." He mumbles and
tries to sleep again.
"Get the fuck up," my growl is not enough to wear out his drowsiness. I am up and active while he's still knocked down by the
drugs.
And it's of no help.
The fact that he's passing out and won't even wake up just adds to
my frustration.
Rolling my eyes in their sockets, I pick him up and throw him across
my shoulder.
This is the last thing I'm supposed to do when my mind isn't even at rest. I should be running home to Kristen and not looking after my drunk beta.
Struggling with a lot of conflicting thoughts and emotions it's not so
easy.
I am very angry at Bruce for what happened, but I am also feeling guilty and ashamed. And on the other hand, I am determined to keep this as a secret from Kristen.
After putting Bruce in the shotgun, I slide into the driver's seat, as I keep letting out muted curse words.
My whole day has been ruined. And I can see a fully clothed Emilia, standing at some corner as I drive out of the hotel.
She's gotten what she wanted, and now I have to keep this buried
deep within me and deal with the guilt until I am able to forget about it. Kristen doesn't know. And I'll make sure she doesn't find out.
I am determined to protect her from all this and to keep her heart
safe.
But upon reaching home an hour later, I can't find my pregnant mate anywhere.
I was thinking about how to face her since I already feel like shit, but
I can't find her.
"Have you seen Kristen?" I ask the head butler, after returning from
all the places I suspected she would be.
"No, Alpha Calhoun. She hasn't returned since she left with her
father and bodyguard." He replies.
It's rather odd. She's never been out this late before. Did Stewart try
to hurt her? Is he even her father or someone who was hired by
Natalie?
All my worries about cheating get replaced with the fear of losing my
mate.