Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Who Is At Fault

Callum’s POV

I drove home like a madman, gripping the steering wheel so hard. My chest was tight, and the back of my throat burned with emotions I didn’t want to admit. I was angry. Frustrated. But more than anything... I was hurting.

As soon as I pulled into the driveway, I slammed the car door shut and stormed into my apartment, barely remembering to lock the door behind me.

I paced the living room like a caged wolf, fingers dragging through my hair.

"She chose him..." I muttered under my breath, the image of Hailee walking up to me with his scent all over her burning into my mind. "Of all people—Nathan."

I scoffed bitterly and dropped onto the couch.

"Forget her," I whispered, clenching my fists. "She’s not yours. She never was."

But that was a lie. I wanted her to be. She was the one I cared about. The one I saw as more than just a pretty face.

And she ran into the arms of someone like Nathan.

Before I could spiral further, a knock sounded on the door.

I frowned, pushing myself off the couch. Who the hell was that?

I opened the door and froze for a second.

Standing there was Alina—one of the girls from school, a cheerleader known for throwing herself at any guy wearing a jersey. She was beautiful, loud, confident... and exactly what I didn’t need right now.

"Hey, Callum," she said with a small smirk, brushing her hair back. "You weren’t in school for the last class. I thought I’d check in."

I blinked. "I’m fine."

She tilted her head, her eyes scanning me. "Doesn’t look like it."

I should’ve closed the door. I should’ve told her to leave.

But I didn’t.

Because right now... I didn’t want to feel anything but distraction.

One thing led to another.

She stepped inside. I didn’t stop her.

She touched my arm.

I didn’t pull away.

I pulled her closer and kissed her, desperate and rough. She kissed me back just as fiercely, her hands roaming, tugging at my shirt. I didn’t care.

I just wanted to forget Hailee.

Our clothes came off quickly. We stumbled toward the couch in a flurry of desire and frustration, our mouths moving, our bodies close. I didn’t even realize we were halfway undressed—her in her bra, me shirtless—until we collapsed onto the cushions.

But suddenly...

The door creaked open.

And everything stopped.

I looked up—my breath catching in my throat.

Standing at the entrance...

Was Hailee.

Her eyes wide.

Her lips slightly parted.

Hurt flickered across her face before she quickly masked it. "I’m sorry...." she apologized and tried to leave.

"Hailee—wait!"

My voice cracked out of me before I could stop it.

She paused, her hand gripping the knob, her shoulders stiff and trembling.

I barely spared Alina a glance before growling, "Leave."

Alina blinked. "Seriously?"

"Now."

She scoffed, snatching her shirt from the floor. "Wow. You’re unbelievable."

"I said go."

She rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath as she shoved her shoes on and stormed past Hailee, brushing her shoulder harshly. The door slammed shut behind her, but the silence that followed was louder than any noise.

Hailee still hadn’t turned around.

Her voice, harsh but shaking, came out in a bitter breath. "You say you love me... but I walk in, and you’re about to fuck someone else."

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