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15. The recliner
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Carrying The Alpha's Heir 16. Going to him
NEXT DAY, MORNINGWhen Delilah opened her eyes from her peaceful sleep just to see Nathan hugging her and sleeping calmly. She smiled and kissed Nathan's forehead who was almost waking up. She smiled at him and extended her hand for him to hold. He smiled and moved to Delilah to hug her and wish her Good Morning. She kissed her son, wishing him as well."Mommy.. Would you come to drop me at the school today?" Nathan asked in a sweet tone, melting her immediately on the spot.She nodded a yes and then took him out of the bed holding his hand."Brush your teeth and I will fetch your school clothes till then." Delilah said with a small before turning around to look for these clothes.Nathan rushed inside the bathroom to brush and Delilah was off to search Nathan's clothes. But where was Stephen? she thought. He wasn't inside the room. She drew the french door curtains open only to see her mate at the poolside doing his push ups.She stayed there for a few seconds trying to understand if
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 17. Falling sick
"Stephen was leaning on the recliner and remembering only one sentence " A family who protected me, supported me, loved me, cared for me and most importantly believed me. Unlike you."He fisted his fingers in anger and punched on the hard glass table which literally broke the glass into pieces making a loud sound, loud enough for the other family members to hear it. Ashley rushed inside Stephen's room and saw his fists bleeding, Some glass pieces pierced his fingers and yet she could see no pain on his face. She rushed to him and then made him sit on the recliner again.Ashley's voice cut through the air like a bolt of lightning, charged with a mix of disbelief and concern. "Stephen! Oh my God!" Her words hung heavy, the weight of worry evident in her tone as her eyes fell upon the scene before her. Stephen, his face contorted in anger, stood amidst shattered fragments of what used to be a cherished possession, the remnants of a vase that had seen better days.The room seemed to hol
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 18. Asking him
"Ashley?" His voice held a touch of hesitation, a bridge between his thoughts and the atmosphere in the room. The name hung in the air, a call that was both a question and a connection.In response, Ashley entered the room, her presence a gentle intrusion that brought with it a sense of warmth and familiarity. The food plate in her hands seemed almost symbolic, a tangible offering of care amidst the intangible currents of emotions."This is Delilah's meal," Ashley explained, her tone a blend of practicality and consideration. Her actions spoke volumes as she placed the plate aside, an unspoken gesture of offering.Her question was soft and hopeful. "Would you like to be here or down with us?" Her gaze settled on Stephen, seeking his preference but also acknowledging the layers of emotions that might be hidden beneath his choice."Ask Lina to get my plate here," Stephen's response was direct, a request that carried an air of detachment. His words seemed to leave Ashley dissatisfied wit
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 19. Guilty
"Your silence gave me my answer Stephen.. Your silence gave me my answer.. You could never do this with them. Because you love them. That was the only difference between them and I.. They have your love and trust with them. And I was devoid of both.. If you were not ready to share that Love which you have for them, then you shouldn't have married or mated with me." She said in a blank tone.Stephen didn't know what he needed to reply.. Whatever she told him today was so right.. But did he ever know that there were such pure souls in this world who can even think like this?? Who can shower their motherly love without any relationship??? His eyes were filled with tears and he knew if he would wait for some more time there, before her, he would break down.."Anyways.. So now.. I am still your wife. Alpha Stephen's mate and this pack's Luna. Let me be clear to you Stephen.. I don't have the guts to stay in this house and pack once again , follow the same Duties and hear the same nonsense
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 20. Birthday
It was 12:00 sharp and Delilah was still in sleep when she felt someone waking her up.. She rubbed her eyes only to find that the person waking her up was none other than her husband.. She instantly got up and sat on the bed.. She could see the room was dark inside and the kids were sleeping.. Before she could ask something to him, he held her hand and took her out with him at the Poolside.. Delilah was confused.. What did he want?? Why was he taking her out.. The moment they came out, Delilah saw the Whole Poolside decorated with small lights and there at the Centre she found a small Table with a Chocolate Cake on it..He remembered it was her birthday? That's surprising.. And most importantly, did he plan to celebrate this? She couldn't believe it.. Her eyes were surely sparkling with the small lights there and seeing the decoration outside there was a smile on her face.. A Smile that he waited to see , a smile that for the first time was because of her husband's efforts.. A smile
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 21. Cake
Stephen, carefully lighting the candles on the cake, spoke with a touch of warmth, "Your favorite cake."Delilah's demeanor had shifted, reverting to her usual self. She found herself wondering why he even bothered with the birthday celebration. Folding her hands, she turned away, seemingly unmoved by his efforts.Stephen's patience wore thin as he implored, "Come here and cut the cake, Delilah."Yet she remained resolute, her gaze still averted. "I won't."Exasperation tinged his voice. "What the...! Why?" Stephen demanded, frustration lacing his words. "Delilah, do you even realize I arranged all of this, despite knowing I have an early morning meeting tomorrow? I don't expect gratitude, but at least cut the cake. What's gotten into you?"Delilah's response was unwavering. "Nothing's wrong with me, Stephen. The problem lies with you. Why did you even bother doing all this? I never asked for a birthday celebration. I remember a time when I wished for such gestures from you, but you n
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 22. Visiting him
NEXT MORNINGDelilah's announcement caught Stephen's attention. "Taking Nathan along with me today," she said with a determined smile.Stephen's curiosity piqued. "Where?" he inquired, wondering about their destination.As Delilah gently moved Nathan onto the bed, she revealed, "Kevin's pack."Seeing her actions, Stephen clenched his fingers in thought. "For what reason?" he asked, wanting to understand her intentions.With a heartfelt expression, Delilah replied, "Today's the day I wish to be with my close ones."The meaning behind Delilah's words was clear to Stephen. He couldn't deny her request now. Silently acknowledging, he made his way indoors, gesturing for Nathan to prepare for a shower. After an hour, Stephen emerged, freshly dressed, only to find an empty room. He got ready and headed downstairs, intrigued by the unfolding plans.************LIVING ROOM"Awww, My Nathan baby.. Cutiepie. How good are you at playing football!"Jennifer and Damon were busy playing football ins
Carrying The Alpha's Heir 23. Diana's change
"And here it is," Kevin's voice carried a sense of triumph as he set the cake on the table. Delilah's face lit up with a genuine smile, her eyes tracing the familiar sight of a chocolate cake before her.Nathan's voice piped up, a hint of playful complaint lacing his words. "Again? Chocolate cake?" His tone held a touch of amusement as he addressed Kevin, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "You know, Kevin Uncle, even Dad got the same cake for Mommy." His revelation hung in the air.Kevin's expression betrayed a hint of dissatisfaction at being unintentionally outdone.Jennifer, ever the voice of practicality, chimed in. "Okay, guys, enough of tempting us now." Her words carried a light-hearted tone, a gentle nudge to move things along. "Delilah, come on, cut the cake."Damon's agreement followed promptly, her voice carrying a note of eager anticipation. "Yes, Delilah," he added, a mixture of enthusiasm and hunger evident in his tone, "we're so hungry. Take this knife and let's dig in."
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