Chapter 34-Fucked Her Over

Chapter 34: 34-Fucked Her Over Troy: "Alpha Troy, what a surprise! Why did you come to see me?" I watched Alpha Yorick sit comfortably in his car, asking the question with a smirk on his lips. He knew Clementine was my best friend before he ever came into her life, and I was pretty sure she must have talked about me, because I had that kind of impact on her. And I hoped she also told him how she fucked me over. But if not, I was more than happy to fuck her over now. "I thought I’d speak with you about something serious," I said, watching him narrow his eyes at me. "Sure. What’s it about?" he asked, stepping out of the car. He was at Clementine’s pack, the Crimson Claws pack, probably here to meet her. This was the place where we all went to school. "It is about Clementine," I said, and watched Yorick’s body stiffen. I didn’t know why he was acting so invested. They had only been dating for one month. Did he really think I had no clue? He was acting like they were so– so in love in just one month that his entire mood soured when I said her name. "Why do you have my girlfriend’s name in your mouth?" he said, using a very gruff and powerful tone, but his body seemed much more relaxed as he folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against his car. "That is the only thing you’re concerned about?" I asked, noticing him raise his brow. "Well, I had other things of your girlfriend in my mouth last night." The minute I said that, I watched his face start to lose color. "What the fuck do you mean by that?" he asked, stepping forward. His anger wasn’t from the fact that he loved her, but from the fact that an alpha was being challenged. I was an alpha myself. I knew how it worked for us. She wasn’t his mate. She was just his girlfriend. And I was pretty shocked he was even dating her, because he was known to date girls who looked like models, acted like models, and dressed like models. "She must have told you we got stuck in the library the other day. Did she tell you what else happened there?" I asked, and I watched Yorick start to clench his fists. "Well, I went to the library to remove the footage because it would be very awkward if the librarian saw it, and I managed to get a little snippet for you," I said, watching him. His face turned even redder now. "You better believe it’s just a joke," Yorick said, his biceps swelling with tension as he clenched the hands hidden behind his arms, which were still crossed over his chest. "I wish it was, but hey, I don’t know you. I don’t owe you any loyalty. Your girlfriend should know better." I noticed how he was slowly rising from his leaned state to stand up straight. His arms no longer crossed across his chest, and now they were hanging beside his body. His fists were clenched so tightly that his veins looked like they might pop at any moment. And then I opened my phone and showed him the screen. It was just a little snippet from yesterday, it was when I kissed Clementine. "Did she tell you about it?" I asked, and I noticed Yorick’s eyes start to water. Wow, he was such a great actor, or maybe his alpha ego was hurt. "Does she know?" he asked and I shrugged. "Know about what? That we kissed or that we had sex afterwards?" I asked, almost laughing. "That you’re going to tell me," he corrected me. There was no emotion on his face. Just a blank look. Almost too scary. "No, of course not. She didn’t tell you, but I decided to tell you because, unlike her, I don’t like messy people. I thought I’d be honest with you and let you know what you’re dealing with," I said, watching him lose his temper as he ran his hands through his hair and paced back and forth. "I could just go and slap her so hard right now," he said, losing his calm to his feelings, but he wasn’t very amazing himself. "Yeah, but like— that would make her look like a victim, wouldn’t it? All the blame would shift to you for abusing a woman. Even if you were caught cheating, she could slap you and no one would say anything. They’d call her a queen." I knew I was hitting the right spots, his ego. Our alpha egos are so inflated. So once he heard that his girlfriend had gone behind his back to kiss another alpha, it made him feel insignificant. It would’ve made me feel the same way. "You know, why did your friendship end with her?" Yorick asked. "What did she tell you happened?" I asked, my hands clutching tightly around my phone. "She told me you accused her of some shit," he said, and I scoffed. Of course she couldn’t tell him the truth. "So what happened?" he asked. I took a deep breath as I remembered that incident. "Well, let’s just say she betrayed me as well. She started a rumor about me that cost me something very dear, my childhood dream. She was the reason I was taken out of the sports team I wanted to play so badly for," I said, remembering how Clementine knew exactly what my dream was, and how she hit me in the right spot, because she was just a jealous person. She liked gossiping. That’s what I realized after that day. "Fine. Don’t tell her that you told me. I’ll deal with this bitch myself now." Yorick had the right kind of anger on his face. That was exactly how I wanted him to react, and that was exactly how he was acting. So yeah, I lied. Clementine didn’t cheat on him. It was me who grabbed her and kissed her. I didn’t think she’d push me back. I honestly thought she’d let me. But the way she pushed me and slapped me afterward made me come up with the perfect plan to sabotage her relationship, like she sabotaged my dream. So I meticulously picked only the part of the clip where it looked like she entertained the idea. And of course, Yorick believed it all. That’s how Clementine was portrayed by everyone, that anything messy said about her was easy to believe. Because this was the kind of shit she would do to someone.