The Alpha's Exchanged Mate
The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 130

Edwina’s POV…..

S*x is the utmost therapy; I repeat again, s*x is pure bliss. My body felt renewed like that of a newborn baby. I couldn’t shake off the happiness I was feeling from the depth of my heart. I liked how my bones stretched out as I moved.

I had met with Caleb on my way out of Xander’s office. I wondered why he looked disoriented despite his effort not to look it. When I asked after Becca, he said she should be downstairs.

Getting to the car, Becca was already seated. I had thought she would spend more time with him. But it was obvious they took their time, just like Xander and I did.

“Hey,” I whispered to her, not wanting to act inappropriate being the luna in front of the driver.

The driver nodded alongside Becca, who didn’t say a word. She looked distant, but I decided to not bother her about it till we got back to the pack house.

“Are you going to tell me what’s eating you up?” I threw at Becca the moment we stepped into the house, tired of waiting for her to get a hold of herself.

With the way her shoulders were slumped, and how hard she was trying to not make it obvious, I could tell something was wrong with her.

“Come with me!” I ordered this time as the Luna and not as a friend.

“Please, can I come with you later?” She begged.

“Now, Becca, don’t make me repeat myself,” I told her.

To think that I had made plans to freshen up and go to visit Sonia. But I wasn’t the type of person to ignore the feelings of the people around me. Becca had become a part of me that I did not intend to lose. It’s one thing to have a friend, but having one you can share your troubles with is a big blessing.

“Are you ready to talk now?” I asked her, locking the door behind me as we entered into my room.

Looking closely at her, it turned out she had been crying for a long while. Bags had formed underneath her eyes; crying really didn’t suit Becca.

Covering her face with her hands, she let out a painful m**n. “I feel like disappearing into the dark.” She mused.

I was getting anxious about what she had to say now, “stop beating around the bush, Becca.”

I pulled her to sit with me on the couch facing her.

“I saw both of them having s*x.” She stated.

Her mention of s*x had my head reeling back to my escapade with Xander, trying to remember if I had locked the door properly when we were getting at it.

“The door was not locked.” Becca continued, “I went in hoping to have some nice conversation with him. Then I saw them, and I ran out.”

Tears had formed in her eyes, and she had begun to cry.

“I’m not even supposed to feel this way. He has no such obligation towards me!” It sounded like she was trying to rebuke herself, placing a hand over her face, she hiccuped.

Trying to gather her thoughts, she spoke again, “I told him I was in love with him.”

That got every of my attention, “you what?”

Springing up like a bouncing bed, “I knew it. It was stupid of me, but my mouth was quick to do the talking before I could. There was no way I could hold myself back.”

“Calm down, Becca, calm down. Don’t beat yourself too hard. You are not the only one with a heart.”

Coming back to the seat next to me, she wailed silently into her hands. “it will never be the same again. Ramona would see me as an enemy, and Caleb would never speak to me again. I feel so bad!”

I didn’t bother to refuse her from crying. Sometimes I learned it was best to let the feelings out and not bottle them. It was necessary for Becca to let it all out.

“Caleb won’t stop talking to you,” I assured her, feeling certain that Caleb wasn’t a naive person. He sure should be able to handle it.

“What if he does?” Her eyes were really swollen now. I wish she would stop crying at this point.

“Trust me.”

Just as we talked, her phone message notification came on, and it was almost like the universe heard me speaking. Caleb sent her a text. With a shocked look on her face, she showed it to me.

It read, “please, Becca, I didn’t try calling to give you your space. Please, don’t go blank on me. I’m up for us to talk whenever you are ready.”

I beamed with pride, like a fortune teller who nailed her first client’s future right.

“I should get a few coins for that.” I grinned.

Becca half smiled, “you should get a whole lot more.”

Relaxing into the chair, I observed her. Becca’s empathy is worth emulating. All the while she was crying, she didn’t think of how bad expressing her feelings and not getting reciprocated would be. Instead, she was more concerned with getting into the bad books of Ramona and losing Caleb as a friend.

I never did think of what I could have done if I had confronted Ben on how bad he treated me. I was glad I could do so with my sister. It took a while, but we were able to get through it eventually, which was a big break for me.

My head snapped towards Becca immediately, “my sister!” I called out, standing up hurriedly.

Becca stood up with me, too, already apologizing for doing nothing. “I’m really sorry for keeping you. It wasn’t my intention. Let’s be on our way.”

She was acting too rigid, “calm your nerves, Becca. I wanted to talk to you, and that’s it. You aren’t coming with me today. Please do nothing for the rest of the day and rest. You need it.”

Her face lit up In a small beautiful smile. “Thank you so much.”

“Anytime, Becca.”

Walking out the door, I felt like this was going to be an actual turning point in Becca’s love life.