Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad

(Warning: Mature Content Ahead but not too graphic)

While I and Lupe talked about other things, I mentioned how I’d felt during sex with Rhett. I explained in detail how my emotions and actions had been off that night, and how I’d been the one to throw myself on him.

When I got to how I was left feeling guilty this morning and ended up running off on Rhett, she paused me.

"Hold up. Something’s wrong here. This can’t be just an effect of your mate’s bond with him." She said matter of factly. I’d felt the need to tell her since she had more experience with mates and things related to that. Even though her mate proved to be a humongous dick. "I’m sorry to say Isleen, but this... This has ’aphrodisiac’ written all over it. From the way you threw yourself at him, to how you felt overwhelmed with guilt over the sex this morning. I’m just surprised that you decided to take an aphrodisiac. Don’t you find the Gamma attractive enough?"

I blinked rapidly as I felt my head spin. What. The. Fuck?

An aphrodisiac? All this time I’d been beating myself up with guilt, only to find out that it was all the work of a drug.

"Look at me, Lupe. Do I look like I’m capable of using an aphrodisiac, by my own will and consent?" I retorted sarcastically, causing the poor Lupe to blink awkwardly. But I continued anyway. "It’s becoming more obvious that someone put the substance in my food. I didn’t feel the way I did until after I’d left the house last night."

Lupe’s brows joined together in a frown, as she mused out loud. "But who could that be? Cullen and I were there all through during the cooking. And I doubt he was the one who did it. I mean, why would he want to?"

Honestly, why did Cullen do anything? The guy was unpredictable. But to my own surprise, I didn’t suspect him of doing this. I had a different suspect in mind.