บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Of My Heart: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Alethea “Ally, are you okay?” Selena asks, with concern as she cups my face gently in her hands. Her eyes search mine, and I can feel the genuine care radiating from her. Whoever Selena is, she must truly care about me. In just the short time I’ve been awake, her concern for me has been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. No one has ever looked at me the way she does.I swallow hard, my hands shaking as they move to my stomach. My breaths come faster. “I… I’m pregnant,” I stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. “How? When? Who… who’s responsible?” My mind spirals with fear. My parents are going to kill me. They’ll say I’ve brought shame to the family, pregnant without finding my mate. Worse, I can’t even remember anything. Selena hesitates, her hands dropping from my face. “Yes, Ally, you’re pregnant, and I’m sorry… I don’t know who’s responsible.” The latter part comes out strained; it's as if she’s hiding something. It feels like there’s more she isn’t saying, but I’m t

Alethea Three years laterI’ve learned to squeeze the lemons life tossed my way and make something sweet. It hasn’t been easy, but here I am, standing, and thriving. Selena has been my rock through. And then, there’s my son, my miracle, my anchor. He came into my life when I needed him most, and he’s the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. His blonde hair catches the light like spun gold, and his piercing green eyes are so distinct, it draws attention wherever we go. Strangers stop mid-aisle at the grocery store, their faces softening as they lean in to say hello or admire him. But there’s a shadow I can’t quite shake. Who is his father? The answer remains a puzzle, one I haven’t been able to piece together no matter how hard I try. Still, I’m grateful for the chance to start anew, to meet new people, and to create memories that stitch together the life I’m building, one heartbeat at a time.Sometimes, I get this nagging feeling in my gut that Selena knows more th

Alethea Do you know what it feels like to see someone from your past and recognize them, even when you’ve lost hope of ever piecing your memories back together? That’s exactly what’s happening to me now.He was my secret crush when I was fifteen, the boy I silently prayed would be my mate when I turned eighteen. But fate had other plans. My wolf never came. And now, here he is. Xavier. The man who had haunted my thoughts for years, sitting before me like some ghost from another life."Look at you, Ally," his voice is rich and smooth, the same as I remember. His blue eyes rake over me, taking in every detail. "You’ve grown into a sophisticated, beautiful woman."Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I know my face is red from blushing. His words threw me completely off balance.“Oh, stop it, Xavier,” I manage to say, though my voice is smaller than I’d like. “You look as handsome as always.” My brain isn’t giving me anything better to say.He tilts his head, with a smirk on his face. “Hand

Alethea I finally managed to get Amelia into the house, though it wasn't an easy task. She’s a bit taller and heavier than me, and dragging her inside feels like a workout. After some effort, I settled her into the guest room, making sure she was comfortable. With that done, I head to my son’s room. It’s become a nightly ritual for me to check on him before I finally sleep. Pushing the door open quietly, I step inside and take in the sight of him. His small chest rises and falls with soft breath, his peaceful face is illuminated by the faint glow of nightlight. A smile tugs at my lips, and my heart swells with joy. Every time I see him, I’m reminded of the miracle he is. I can’t even remember how I survived before him, but now, I love him with every fiber of my being. I lean down and press a soft kiss on his forehead. Then, I pull back and quietly leave his room, closing the door behind me. As I make my way to my bedroom, the events of the night come flooding back, the ov

Alethea Why did he have to call me by my name in front of the entire board?" I think as I fight to keep a neutral expression. I’ve worked tirelessly to climb the ranks, and the last thing I need is anyone whispering that I’ve been given special treatment.“Yes, sir,” I reply, with a steady voice as I turn to face him, my face carefully schooled into professionalism.“I’d like a word with you,” he says, with a calm voice.The moment he says the words. Chairs scrape against the polished floor as everyone starts gathering their belongings. I stiffen, heat creeping up my neck. Why does he have to make me the center of attention like this? I feel every pair of eyes on me.Within seconds, the conference room is empty.When it’s just the two of us, he gestures to the chair across from him. “Sit.”I almost roll my eyes, but I stop myself just in time. He may not be my beta anymore, we’re not even in pack territory, but he’s still my boss. And if there’s one thing I know, it’s how to keep