Two mates: one heart

Chapter 4

Peter's POV

“Hi.” My new roommate chuckled weirdly. I yanked my hands off his incredibly soft palm, and I looked at him. He's what Rose would call a pretty boy. “I'm Seth.”

“Okay Seth,” the registrar said, waking in. This was very dangerous as my girlfriend was hidden in the toilet, and if found could change everything for me. It would ruin me. “This is the room. That's your bed, the toilet is right about…”

“How about I show him the place?” I asked, hoping that the registrar would just take it and leave it all alone at that. “I mean, wouldn't it just be easier?”

“Oh, thank you so much, Peter. That's very kind of you.” He said. “Erm… I'll see you later, Seth. Come to me if you need anything.”

“I will.” Seth said, and he almost sounded like he was squeaking.l

I hurriedly closed the door as soon as he was out.

“So, how do you get to…” Seth was saying when Rose came out of the toilet.

“Baby, I'm so sorry.” I said as I pulled her to myself, hugged and kissed her.

“That was very close.” Rose responded, grabbing the back of my shirt.

“I need to get back. Susan texted me that there's trouble in Lunaris.” Rose said. “Will he keep quiet?”

She was referring to Seth.

“Yeah, he will.” I said, hoping that Seth wouldn't be too much of an asshole “And he'll excuse us whenever we want to have the room, right?”

“Uhm… yeah.” Seth responded quickly.

I escorted Rose out till I was sure that she had left safely. I walked back to the room in anger. I wanted the whole room to myself, and now I have to share? I've always been big on privacy, yet these ones are doing so well in making my life a miserable one.

Seth was touching things when I walked into the room.

“Okay, let's set a few ground rules. Bro to bro.” I said harshly, and he just folded his arms. “You look like you can't handle tough stuff, but I am tough stuff, and I really don't want you in my way.”

“Why not just say whatever it is you want, and let's move on with our lives?” Seth asked, and I scoffed, trying to keep my head and mind in place.

“First of all, you don't touch my things.” I said, and he shrugged. “Secondly, don't f*****g try to make friends because I'm not interested.”

“Thirdly, when you see a sock on the door knob, take a walk.” I snapped.

“Is that all?” He asked, and I shrugged.

“Well, do I get to give rules too?” He asked and I chuckled.

“No, you d…”

“Firstly, stop being an asshole.” Seth rolled his eyes better than any girl I've seen doing it. “Secondly, you're not that high on a pedestal. Rest.”

Seth eased himself into bed after that.

I just shrugged it off, and I continued working on the project I faked working on when the registrar knocked on the door. To think I was about to get some glorious action when all that nonsense started was still annoying me.

Being an Alpha in training was no easy job. It was tasking, and let's say s*x became a relief. I might be getting addicted, but what does it matter? Wolves are always addicted to something.

***

I got off my bed early the next morning whilst Seth was still asleep, I headed over to the gym, and as expected, Mr Harry, my clearance Alpha was also working out.

“Ah, if it's not the model Alpha in training.” He said, and I chuckled dryly.

“Good morning, Mr Harry.” I greeted, moving over to get ready for my session.

“Morning Peter.” He said, lifting a five hundred kilograms weight. “Hope you're ready to turn in that paper today?”

“Absolutely.” I said, although there was still a part I hadn't finished. I'd have finished it if I had just gotten the clarity I needed.

I have to get rid of Seth from my room, and I need to do it really fast.

“So, can I ask a favour of you, Mr Harry?” I asked, moving over to where he was seated.

“A favour? This has to be the first time I'm hearing words like that leave your mouth.”

“Oh, I might be a little desperate.” I said, chuckling weirdly.

“What is it? I'm all ears. Do you need an extension or something?” He asked.

“Erm… no.” I sighed. “I've gotten pretty used to staying alone, that the idea of having a roommate is no longer soothing. In fact, it distracts me.”

“Wait, you're an Alpha in training. The best in fact, and you should have a room to yourself. Why the change?”

“Erm… the registrar said something about wanting him to have the best living conditions since his parents are wealthy and I think related to him.”

“Trust me, I'll look into it and try to make sure that everything goes back to the way it should be. I need you on your best now more than ever.” Mr Harry said.

“Thank you sir.” I shrugged.

“Turn in the paper tomorrow, not today.” He said. I tried to protest although I was way satisfied with the development. “Don't. Tomorrow.”

With joy in my heart, I went back to working out, and I was putting myself in shape, trying to pull my mind together for whatever is next.

I had barely gotten through half of the day when Mr Harry texted to tell me how he can't do anything about it again.

“f**k!” I exclaimed.

“What's weighing you down, Pete?” Lincoln, my best friend asked.

I dumped my current situation on him, and he had a laugh about it.

“Yo, this is nothing funny.” I hissed at him. “It's messing with my head.”

“I never knew you loved Rose's wet slime that much to choose her over everyone else so easily.” Lincoln laughed.

“That's not the problem here, damn it!” I snapped.

“Relax.” Lincoln laughed again. “There are several ways to get this thing behind us, but you might not agree with most of them.”

“List them to me.” I growled.

“Beat him so much that he gets hospitalized. When he's out and comes back, we do it again till he requests to be out.” Lincoln suggested.

“That's too brutal, and it'll have my name written all over it. It'll affect my ambitions, and I can't have that at this moment.” I growled.

“Well, there is a much easier method that wouldn't require so much stress. He'd just disappear.” Lincoln said, and I might have gotten a little too interested.

“Dump it on me.” I smirked.

“Well, have you heard of the beast that rules the woods?” He asked. “The Harrid Beast?”

“Isn't that a myth?”

“It is, but it's not also. Everyone I've chased down there never comes back.” Lincoln said.

“So, all we have to do is chase him there, and you're fine.” He added quickly.

“You know what? I'll just think about these things.” I sighed.

Seth is annoying me without doing anything, and even if it's a tiny pull of the thin threads of patience I have left, Lincoln might just have to do his psychopathic work.