Alle Kapitel von The Fallen Alpha’s Pregnancy : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 16

"My father is not a savior, he is the architect of the cage."I stare at the floorboards where his shoes clicked just moments ago. The echo of his arrival still vibrates in my chest, a reminder that I am surrounded by predators wearing the faces of kin. The drug Elena pumped into my system is a heavy fog, making my limbs feel like lead, but my mind is a sharp, jagged blade. I crawl toward the desk, pushing past the pain. The man in the suit is gone, left behind in the chaos of my father’s unexpected entrance.I reach the hidden terminal. My fingers are clumsy, but I force them to work. I need to know where the money went. I need to know how they plan to finish me.The screen flickers. Rows of numbers spill out, meaningless at first, then coalescing into a pattern. I follow the trail of wire transfers. It leads away from the company, away from the legal reach of the board, and into a deep, dark forest of shell companies.My breath hitches. The last account, the one holding the bulk of

Chapter 14: The Spy in the House"The most dangerous thing you can give an enemy is exactly what they are looking for."I watch Marcus through the reflection of the glass water pitcher. He is sitting in the armchair, his posture stiff, eyes fixed on his own phone. He thinks I am napping. He thinks I am just a broken, sedated shell of a man. He has no idea that every time I blink, I am calculating the distance between his throat and my hands."Marcus?" I whisper, letting a tremor run through my voice.He doesn't look up, but his fingers pause on the screen. "You should be resting, Aiden.""I can't," I say, pulling the blanket tighter around my shoulders. "The dreams. They are getting worse. I keep seeing... the merger files. The ones Liam said he destroyed. I remember where they are."That gets his attention. He puts the phone face down on his knee. "The merger files? You said those were wiped.""I lied," I murmur, closing my eyes, playing the exhausted, unraveling victim. "Liam wanted

"I built a god, and now it refuses to let me die."I stare at the monitor in my bedroom, the code scrolling past in a rhythmic, mocking blur. It is my own architecture. I wrote the subroutines for the company’s internal tracking, the very logic that now knows my heartbeat, my location, and every keystroke I dare to make. I am a prisoner of my own brilliance. I slam my fist onto the desk, the sound hollow in the vast, empty room.The door opens. I don't look up. I know it’s Liam before he even speaks."You’re trying to tear down the firewall again, aren't you?" he asks, his voice low, filled with that dangerous, smooth calm that makes my skin crawl."I’m trying to breathe, Liam," I snap, my voice raw. I finally look at him. He is standing in the doorway, his silhouette blocking the hallway light. "This system is everywhere. I can't even open a private browser without it flagging me for a 'security breach.' I am being ghosted by my own creation.""You are a ghost," he says, walking slow