63~ Waking Up On His Bed

OLIVIA'S POV

Her words kept ringing in my head, and this wasn't the first time she was saying this to me. Why would she think I'd regret being with Rick when she never did? Or was that just a way to get me to change my mind?

“Don't let her words get to you, she's only jealous. Now you have Alpha Rick, enjoy him however you want.”

I looked at Stella while she said that. I just hope I ain't taking the wrong decision after all.

I sat on the old wooden bench, my fingers drumming nervously against my thigh as I glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. The minutes seemed to crawl by like reluctant snails, like the world was never coming to an end any time soon.

What am I even saying? I slapped my forehead with a brief grunt.

It had been ages since Rick had left to see his friends, or at least, it felt that way to me. With still an hour left until ten, my impatience was mounting by the second. I shifted uncomfortably, the hardness of the bench doing little to ease my res