Arrogant Alpha, My Mate(AAMM)

Chapter 12

"Oh my God," I gasped.

"Sorry," he apologized, "I didn't realize you were awake,"

"Ya, I wanted to hear you sing," I admitted sheepishly.

"And asking would have killed you?" He replied but I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Would it kill you to not make fun of me?" I scowled.

"Yes, it would," he sighed overdramatically.

"Why didn't you ever tell me that you sang?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

He didn't seem to notice.

"It never really came up, I was busy chasing you across the state and convincing you I wasn't going to reject you," he argued.

"No need to be so salty," I held my hands up in surrender.

We were at home at this point, and I unbuckled as he pulled into the garage and flipped the ignition off.

I opened the door and stepped out.

He walked around the car and met up with me.

"Play truth or dare with me," he suggested, opening the door to the house for me.

"What, are we in middle school again?" I teased.

"Come on," he coaxed, as we walked upstairs.

"Fiiiine," I gave in.

"You first," he said.

"No way, it was your idea. You go first," I replied, walking into his room ahead of him.

"Ok, truth or dare?" He asked, closing the door.

"Hm, truth," I replied.

"Who'd you lose your virginity to?" He asked.

My body froze, and I turned to face him.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"I think you heard me," he replied.

"And I think it's none of your business," I scoffed.

"I'm your mate, and you're mine. It's my business to know who was your first, because it's supposed to be me," he growled.

"Ha, why?" I laughed dryly, "it's not like I'm your first,"

I bent over to grab some pajamas from my bag.

Standing up again, I was grabbed from behind.

Carter spun me around to face him.

"That's not that same," he growled, his eyes a few shades darker.

"And why the hell not?" I asked.

"YOUR MINE!" He growled.

"You don't think I know that?! God, you act like it's only difficult for you to see guys look at me. How do you think I feel when almost every girl tries to flirt with you?" I asked in exasperation.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, pulling away to look at me.

"How do you not notice it?! Damn it, every girl we walk past tries to flirt with you and you're too oblivious to even freaking notice," I yelled.

"Because I'm only thinking about you!" He shot back.

I stopped and looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

He rubbed his temple in frustration.

"Look, even when you annoyed the hell out of me, you were on my radar," he informed me, "and I'm not too oblivious to notice the girls trying to hook up, I just don't care,"