Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 54

"And if I touch the hair?" I teased.

"Then you're going down!"

"Ha! You can't touch me," I mocked her.

"You wanna bet?"

"You're too easy. You can't hurt me! You're a little girl compared to me."

Maybe I shouldn't have said that because before I even realised it, she had wrestled me to the ground, like she used when we were younger, and was throwing light punches at me.

"Get off me!" I demanded.

"Say that I didn't cheat first and that I'm a better driver than you, and that I'm stronger than you!"

"Never in a million years," I grinned, trying to roll her over. We tried to both pin each on the floor when she grabbed my hair and started tugging it.

"Ouch!" I whined.

"I'm not letting go until you say that I didn't cheat and that I'm a better driver than you and that I'm way stronger." She tugged my hair a little harder just to prove her point.

Knowing that I couldn't win against her, I finally gave in, "Fine! You're stronger and you're a better driver and you didn't cheat."

"Aw, thank you Ryan. That was awfully kind of you," she grinned her evil smile before standing up and pretending to dust her denim shorts.

"Bitch," I muttered.

"Asshole."

"Whatever," I flipped her off.

"Look what you've done. You've created a scene!" she shouted, pointing to all the younger kids staring at us with wide eyes while their parents glared at us with distaste.

We were currently in a playground park near the swings. I brought Sophia here after racing- which unfortunately, she had won every race of- because I felt like we'd missed a lot of our childhood and we deserved to be a child again. Today has truly been amazing, and I'd learnt so much about Sophia and what I had missed of her and the twins' life. Her life has definitely been like a roller coaster.

"Don't act like you didn't do anything either," I said.

"What did I do? Hey, I'm the innocent one!"

"Yeah, right," I scoffed, "You're anything but innocent."

"Whatever."

After sitting down on the swings, just watching the scenery for a bit, I finally broke the silence. "Thank you."

Looking at me with a confused expression, she asked, "What for?"

"For talking to Rebecca and accepting me as you brother," I responded.

"She loves you Ryan and I know that you love her as well. And I wouldn't have known about what happened if I hadn't overheard her conversation with her sister at the pack house. Why didn't you tell you, you ass? I never wanted to get in between you and her...ever. I know the pain of living without your mate; I know exactly what you went through. And I had forgiven you Ryan, because I know you're a good person and you did what you did for image. Everyone deserves a second chance and I know you regret it. You're a good person, I know that. And you two are amazing together."

"You're so strong Sophia. I love you baby sis," I whispered, giving her a hug. "I love you too big bro."

[ Sophia's P.O.V]

"Sophie! Hurry up!" Chase called out from the living room.

"I need time to get ready, you know?"

"You've been saying that for the past hour!" he groaned.

"Whatever."

"You're such a girl!"

"Maybe because I am one," I said in a 'duh' tone.

"Just hurry up Sophie," he sighed.

"I am."

He didn't reply, but I could imagine him rolling his eyes at me. Chase and I have been getting closer and closer everyday; we're not officially a couple yet, but we're taking things slow. At first when I came here, I was dead set on not giving him a chance at all, but as I got to truly know him, I realised that he wasn't such a bad person. In fact, underneath that cold, player exterior of his, he was truly a kind person.

And I knew how hard it must've been for him to take things this slow, but he was doing it for me. Being a werewolf, males normally mark and fully mate their mate within a month at most because of their hormones and their wolves- who constantly whine about marking their mates as soon as possible. And Chase being a werewolf, it must be harder for him since this wolf instincts are a lot stronger. However, he, knowing that I was ready to go to that part of our relationship or whatever we have yet, hasn't pressured me into doing anything at all. I know it's really hard for to control it, but it makes me trust him a little bit more, knowing that he's willing to suffer for my benefit.

Ever since Mom's funeral, he has been there for me every single day while I tried to be strong for Ryan and Dad. I knew they were as devastated as I was, especially Dad, who seemed to have gone in complete shock and was not responding to anything, but I knew I had to be their rock and be there for them instead of break down and cry, something which I wanted to do countless of times.