All Chapters of Alphas's Secret Baby: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Celine’s POVI went into the bathroom, trying to calm the turmoil raging inside me. That man… or whatever he was… was throwing me off balance. I fixed myself in the mirror, trying to reclaim the professional composure I had always carried.They didn’t need to see how hard it was to keep everything under control while the most important thing in my life was in danger.I walked out of my office with my decision made. I would go to Shelton with Jordan and try to use his medicine to save my baby. If it didn’t work… only a miracle would keep my son alive.I opened the door with my usual authority, leaving my problems outside my professional world. Seated there were all the executives, their expressions skeptical.“Good afternoon, gentlemen.” They answered with the same seriousness. “I’ve called this meeting because I need to step down from my position as CEO.” They exchanged startled glances.“But Ms. Jones…” I didn’t need to prove my competence to them. The company was what it was because

Jordan’s POVI was satisfied with the way Celine had placed every decision in my hands. I knew what was best for the pup… and for her.“Is there nothing more we can do to correct our mistakes?” the hospital director approached while I stood aside, speaking briefly with my beta.I turned to face the balding man standing behind me, his expression uneasy.“You’ve done enough. What you can do now is give us space to work without alerting the media. I believe your reputation will suffer once they learn what happened.” I smiled, pleased, as the man seemed to grow even more unsettled.“If you don’t say anything about the case, neither will we,” he offered, attempting a deal.“I want punishment for the doctor who diagnosed my son.” I clicked my tongue in irritation. That word was beginning to surface far too often in my vocabulary.“Understand, Mr. Reynolds, he is one of our leading physicians… and a shareholder. We believe he made a mistake. No one is perfect.” I slipped my hand into my pock

Celine’s POVI stared at the key in my hands. It was gold, with intricate detailing at the tip.“Whose house is this?” I asked, more to the woman than to him.“It’s mine,” he said without concern, ignoring Angél’s presence entirely.“Can I be of any further assistance, my lord?” the woman asked, her voice carrying a trace of resentment that seemed to go unnoticed by Jordan.“For now, no.” He turned and started walking again.She remained where she was… and so did I, measuring her from head to toe. In a reflex, I saw her hands curl into fists, the air around us turning heavy.“Thank you,” I said, trying to remain polite.“I would do anything for my fiancé,” she replied under her breath, her tone laced with venom.Now everything made sense. Jordan was no longer single… and it was clear his future wife hadn’t taken kindly to learning through the media that he had a child. I could understand her hostility. In her place, I would have felt just as deceived.“Jordan, I’d rather stay here at

Jordan’s POVI entered through the back of the hospital as night began to take over the sky. There was a room there with clothes for unprepared wolves. We couldn’t afford to shift in front of everyone, since humans often passed through our lands. I changed quickly, pulling on a plaid shirt and a pair of jeans, tighter than I preferred.As I stepped out, I found two nurses at the reception desk. In the waiting area, only two members of my pack sat patiently, waiting their turn. As soon as they saw me, they nodded respectfully, and I returned the gesture before stopping in front of the nurses.“I’m going to see my son. Who’s on duty?” Both of them nodded.“Dr. Jacob, sir.”“Thank you.” I moved past them, pushing through the double doors toward the isolated wing where my son was.A nurse sat inside, and as I entered, she stood, lowering her gaze as she waited for me to approach.“I want to see the pup.”“Of course, my Alpha. This way.” She opened the door, revealing the doctor seated bes

Jordan’s POVThe expression on her face was the same as when I first approached her. Her eyes looked troubled, and the fear was unmistakable.“Go sit down. I’ll finish here.” I said, pressing a kiss to the tip of her fingers before releasing them reluctantly.“I can finish it,” she said, staring at her fingers as if something had truly changed.“That wasn’t a request, Celine.” I took her by the elbow and guided her to the chair beside the baby seat where Ben was.I went back to the toaster, placed another batch of bread inside, then returned to the table.“You can eat. I’ll wait until the rest is ready.” She took a piece of toast that had cooled and handed it to the pup, who held it with delight. I chuckled at the sight.“He loves bread,” she said awkwardly, wincing slightly when her burned fingers brushed against the food.“I’ll have someone bring an ointment for that.” I pulled out my phone and texted Ton, asking for the medication.“You said your saliva…” She swallowed, and I smile