His Mafia Prince

(JERICHO)

I feel numb and frozen in place as I watch the ginger alpha drive away. Watching Wesley kiss that guy is probably the worst moment of my life. It’s a zillion times more painful because it is Wesley that initiated that kiss. I grip the steering wheel, hands trembling as the chill of the night sinks into me.

I’ve been the biggest fool. I chased after Wesley like some lovesick idiot. Now, I’m gutted and I have to accept the fact that he wasn’t into me like I was into him. The smiles, the warm kisses, all of that meant nothing. Every single minute that I spent with Wesley meant nothing.

Part of me wants to confront him and ask him why. But really, what’s the point? Am I truly that pathetic to let him see how much he hurt me? Or is it that I have no pride? From the look of things, Wesley has clearly moved on with his life, and I need to do the same.

Despite how angry and pained I am, I can’t find it in me to drive away. I can’t do it. I sit in my car staring at the balcony where I saw Wesley kiss that other alpha, almost tearing up. The image of them kissing is burned at the back of my brain. Never once has my heart been this broken. I feel strangely hollow. Like something has been ripped inside of me. This sensation is agonizing.

But if I had the littlest shred of self-worth, I’d be on my way home. My pride seems to have left me. I spend the night seated in my car, staring at Wesley’s balcony like some stalker. By the time the sky morphs into a soft pink, I’m chilled to the bone and exhausted. I need to go to the bathroom. I need coffee too, but I can’t seem to force myself to get up.

I can no longer ignore my bladder by the time the sun is fully up. I drive away to find a coffee shop. There’s one not far away called Mugg and Bean. It is a small space and when I enter, I hear a buzzer sound somewhere in the shop, then a young female omega comes out from the back.

"Hello. Good morning, what can I get you?" she smiles as she wipes her hands on her red apron.

"You have a restroom here?"