The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 521

Chapter 521 The Rude Family

I sighed.

“He was my fated mate,” I explained.

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“Wait, what??” Lucy asked, her eyes wide as she stared at me. “You had a fated mate and never told me??”

you

I bit my lip; there was a lot I never told her. I never told her about my life in this pack because I didn’t want to remember any of it.

“I’m sorry,” I told her softly. “There were a lot of things I kept from you.”

“I don’t understand why,” Lucy said, her brows pinched together. “I thought we were friends…. At least, I wanted us to be friends.”

“We are friends,” I assured her, stepping closer to her. “I’m sorry that I kept these things from you. Truth be told, when I arrived at the Redcliff pack, I was running away from my old life. I wanted to start over, so talking about these things felt like I was living in the past.”

She blinked at me, trying to process what I had just said.

“Were you telling the truth when you said you didn’t have a phone?” She asked.

I winced at the lie I told her, and I knew she saw it because her eyes grew wide.

hy phone shut off for the last few weeks to avoid my friends and family. I was a coward as afraid to turn it on,” I admitted. “So, I told you that I didn’t have a phone.”

She stared at me for a long while, processing all that she’s learned.

“I see,” she said softly. “Was anything you told me the truth?”

“That was the only thing I lied about,” I assured her. “Everything else, I just didn’t tell you because it hurt too much to talk about. I want to tell you everything, though, if you’d just give me the chance to do so.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause issues,” Nan said, a bit sheepishly. “Talking about the Cash family just riles me up after everything they’ve done to Judy.”

Lucy glanced at Nan, her pale blue eyes scanning her from head to toe.

“And you are?” Lucy asked.

Nan flushed.

“Oh, sorry, Luna,” Nan said, bowing her head slightly. “I am Nan Bigsby. I’m not really anybody.

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I’m just a waitress and bartender at the Carter resort.”

“She’s the head staff at the Carter resort,” I told them, putting my arm around Nan. “Don’t let her sell herself short. She’s an aspiring chef and is working hard to make her dream of owning her own restaurant a reality. Delta Carter is even featuring some of her latest dishes on his menu and letting her cook more than bartend lately.”

Nan blushed at my candid words.

“It’s really nothing,” she said, letting out a nervous chuckle. “I’ve worked for him for years; he’s just being nice.”

“Carter doesn’t do things just to be nice,” my father said. “Judy is right, don’t sell yourself short.” He then turned to Sampson. “I’m Delta Richard. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Alpha.”

“Are you talking about Delta Patrick Carter?” Sampson asked, his brows raised as he shook my father’s hand. “Alpha Landry’s Delta?”

“That’s the one,” my father confirmed.

Sampson looked at Nan appreciatively.

“To have him vouch for your cooking is a huge deal. They are right, that’s a big accomplishment. I’m still trying to figure things out around here, and it seems this packhouse hasn’t been used in years. But I’m going to need a chef to run this kitchen. Maybe while you work on your dreams, you’d want to take over that role?”

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eyes grew wide as she stared at Sampson.

serious?” She asked.

She then looked at me, and I grinned at her.

“Can I think about it?” Nan asked as she glanced at Sampson. I knew she needed to speak to Chester about it and figure out what to do about Emalyn while they both worked. In Nan’s current position, she worked mostly at night, and Chester worked mostly during the day, so they could be there for Emalyn around the clock. But if she were to take Sampson up on his job offer, she would be working the same hours as Chester.

“Yes, of course,” Sampson said, nodding to her. He then turned to my father. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Perhaps I can steal your time for a bit, and we can talk about pack matters. I obviously don’t know much about this pack, and I’d love to pick your brain.”

“Yes, of course,” my father said proudly. He then put an arm around my mother. “This is my wife, Michele.”

Sampson smiled at my mother.

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had never experienced before. His gaze traveled down to my body, and I saw his eyes with what I knew to be lust and a primal need only a mate could feel.

“You’re wearing my shirt,” he said, his tone strained as if it pained him to speak at all.

My cheeks flushed as I glanced down at the shirt and then back at him.

“Yeah, sorry. I didn’t have any

clothes in

your room and-”

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Before I could finish that sentence, he closed the gap between us and took me into his arms, his lips finding mine. He kissed me deeply, his tongue pushing into my mouth and taking his fill of me. I couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as I melted against him. His arms around me kept me from falling to the ground. He broke the kiss briefly as his lips trailed across my jaw and down the nape of my neck.

He inhaled deeply and let out a shuddering breath, leaving me trembling and aching for him.

“Don’t ever apologize for wearing my clothes,” he said in a sultry tone. “I love it when you’re covered in my scent. I almost want to throw away all your clothes and only have you wear mine going forward.”

I let out a breathy chuckle.

“I love being covered in your scent, too,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling myself closer to him. “But some of my clothes were expensive, and I’d prefer if you didn’t throw them away.”

That wasn’t a lie; I had worked hard for some of those clothes, and I wasn’t going to let him get rid of them. He smiled as he peppered soft kisses along my neck.

“Fine,” he murmured. “How about a compromise?”

“What kind of compromise?” I leaned my head back, allowing him better access.

“You wear my shirts to bed and whenever you’re lounging around the house,” he said, nipping at my neck and making me tremble in his arms. “I want to come home to you like this every night.”

I let out a breath and melted even further into him.

“I can do that,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering as I basked in his close proximity.

“Perfect,” he whispered back as his lips found mine once again.

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