All Chapters of The Alpha's Misplaced Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Conrad Rosser doesn't feel well.The doorbell rings, and she jolts, cringing back into her pillow as the noise startles her.She releases a grunt, slowly hauling herself to her feet as she puts a hand to her head, trying to steady herself before she takes a step.As soon as she lifts her foot from the ground, her stomach churns, and she claps a hand over her mouth, hurrying to the basin in the corner of her bedroom.She vomits for what feels like forever, and she stares at the mess in disgust.She hasn't eaten in over twenty-four hours, yet her stomach can still manage to find something to expel.The doorbell rings again, and she releases a scream, snatching her fuzzy white blanket off her bed and wrapping it tightly around her shoulders.She closes her eyes for a second, shoving her feet into her fuzzy slippers as she walks towards the door.She opens the door reluctantly, and as soon as she steps outside her bedroom, the doorbell rings for the third time.An automatic scowl lands on

"You have to come with me," he insists, and Conrad stares at him blankly."Is there some order from the Moon Goddess that I don't know about? A rule I wasn't informed about?" She asks, standing up from her desk angrily.She's a Beta by blood and by rank - she doesn't take being ordered around too kindly, even if it is by an Alpha.He isn't her Alpha, so technically, he has no control or right to tell her what to do."I can make you come to my pack, I don't care what way you get there," he shrugs, and she inhales through her nose sharply, sitting back into her seat."If you force me to return with you to your pack, I will reject you," she warns him, folding her hands together and staring at him evenly.We can't reject him; he's our mate, Jane whimpers, and Conrad grits her teeth.This is called being smart and playing our cards right. We can't just cancel our meetings because he's decided he wants me to start cooking his dinners tomorrow, Conrad hisses to her mournful wolf.But I don't

Her alarm goes off, and Conrad reluctantly sits up, her hand going to her head instantly as she massages her temples gently.She shouldn't have drunk as much as she did, and she knew this even as she was tucking herself into bed.At least we got all our makeup off, Jane shrugs, unusually awake for such an early hour.She deliberately set her alarm for seven in the morning - she didn't have to go anywhere till eleven, but she wanted to let Jane out for a run, because who knows when she could let her wolf out next. She definitely wouldn't be able to roam for a while once they get to Atlas' pack.She won't be marked until they can have a ceremony, and ceremonies for Alphas and their mates take preparation and planning. She can't run on his lands until she's marked, for fear his guards and warriors assume she's a rogue as she has a different scent to his pack.She slowly emerges from under her duvet, stretching her arms above her head and smiling in satisfaction when she hears all of her

Are we heartless?, Jane murmurs, her anxiety seeping into Conrad's bloodstream.Conrad shifts uncomfortably, glancing over to the corner where Atlas sits, staring at his phone with a bored expression on his face.Why do you ask?, Conrad asks her wolf, trying to get comfortable on the wooden chair.We didn't fight. We just left our pack with no argument. I miss everyone; we didn't even get to say goodbye, Jane whimpers, unleashing some of the misery she feels.The sheer amount of upset surprises Conrad, who didn't realise her wolf was that upset over the whole situation; the creature had wanted to be with her mate throughout the entire debacle.No. We're not heartless; we're doing this for them. By going with him, they're not going to get dragged into a war they won't win, Conrad responds determinedly, clenching her jaw as she glances at Atlas again.He's angry, and his rage is filling the room, putting Conrad on edge."Are you ready?" He barks all of a sudden, and she starts a little,

Conrad doesn't sleep too well.When she finally managed to fall asleep, she kept waking every few minutes, every little sound in the house startling her until she gave up on sleeping and settled for merely resting with her eyes closed.She opens her eyes when she hears Atlas moving around downstairs, reluctantly climbing out of bed.She was cosy under all of her blankets and sheets, but if she doesn't get up soon, she won't move.The doorbell rings, and she can hear him hurrying to answer it while she plods into her bathroom, brushing her teeth and combing her hair.She looks at her bra on the desk chair, and then back over to her baggy hoodie, going for the hoodie instead.Comfort over style, as always, Jane complains.Don't make me put a bra on you; I'll do it, and then I'll watch you try to be happy, Conrad snipes at her, shaking her head as she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror.She looks how she feels: a bit like death.She stuffs her feet into her slippers, walking down