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Chapter 92
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The Alpha who was never mine Chapter 92
Elena The doorbell rang at quarter past ten the next morning, while Elena was at the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee that had gone cold an hour ago. Lila and Harper had left for class at eight. Elena had been alone in the apartment with the deadbolts locked since, because Alexander still had not called, and because she had not slept properly. Her wolf had been restless under her ribs since dawn. When the bell rang, her first thought was that Ethan had come back. She went to the intercom and pressed it without speaking. The voice that came through was not Ethan’s. It was a woman’s voice and Elena recognized it before the second sentence finished. “Elena, dear. It is Mrs. Cross. Ethan’s mother. May I come up.” Elena’s hand stayed on the button. “How did you get this address, Mrs. Cross.” “I was hoping you would ask. I will explain inside, dear, if you will let me come up. I have come alone.” Elena pressed the buzzer. She set the chain on the door and unlocked th
The Alpha who was never mine Chapter 91
Elena Elena pulled up in front of Lila’s building a little after seven that evening, and she sat in the car for a while looking at the lit windows on the fourth floor before she made herself climb out and lift the duffel from the back seat. The buzzer at the door felt heavier under her finger than it should have, but she pressed it once and waited, and Lila’s voice came through the intercom a moment later, sleep-rough and uncertain. “Hello?” “It is me, Lila.” There was a pause, and then the door buzzed open, and Elena pushed through it and dragged the duffel up four flights of stairs because she did not have the patience to wait for the elevator. Lila was already standing in her doorway when Elena came around the corner of the corridor, in her pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt with her hair piled on top of her head, and the moment she saw Elena’s face she crossed the corridor in three steps and pulled her into a tight hug, duffel and all. “Oh, Elena. Are you okay. Tell me y
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Elena Alexander’s car came up the gravel a little after four in the afternoon. Elena was in the living room when she heard it. She had washed her face an hour ago and put a dry sweater on, and she had been sitting on the sofa with her hands folded in her lap and her eyes on the empty fireplace for most of the time since. The front door opened. He came through the living room door and saw her, and he stopped in the doorway with the folder still under his arm and his coat still on. “Elena, what is it.” “Sit down, Alexander. I need to ask you something.” He set the folder on the side table and took the armchair across from her without taking his coat off. “My parents came up here this morning after you left,” Elena revealed. “They told me everything you have not told me. About the rituals and pack laws. What happens to a man who claims a woman while he is still legally married to someone else. There was a man in my grandfather’s time who killed two of his own pack members and tor
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Elena Elena was at the kitchen island the morning after Alexander had driven down to meet his lawyer, when she heard a car on the gravel. She set her coffee down. The scent reached her before the engine cut, and she identified both of them at once. Her mother’s perfume, the same one Serah had worn for twenty years. Her father underneath it, the cologne and the leather of his jacket. Elena walked through the foyer and opened the front door before either of them reached the porch. Serah was the first one up the steps. She was in the long grey coat she had worn the morning Elena left for college, and her hair was pulled back, her face was already wet at the edges. Miguel came up behind her with his hands in the pockets of his jacket. “Mama,” Elena said softly. She was surprised to see them Serah stopped at the top of the steps and pressed her hand against her mouth. She did not come closer. “Come inside,” Elena offered, stepping back from the doorway. “We are not coming inside
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The study door opened a few minutes after Isabelle’s car had cleared the drive. Elena came in without knocking. She had been crying quietly somewhere in the house, and Alexander knew it before he looked up because her face was already wet at the edges. He started to stand. She held up her hand. “Don’t get up.” Alexander remained where he was. Elena did not sit either. She walked to the window where Isabelle’s car had been parked and stood with her arms folded, looking out at the empty turnaround. “I heard her,” she revealed. “Most of it. I came down the back stairs after she had been here a while. She wanted you to give her a child. Who’s she?” “Isabelle. She used to supply me with the suppressants.”Elena’s arms tightened across her ribs. “Oh, I see. And now she wants something in return, doesn’t she.”Alexander did not answer her at first. He looked at the floor between them, then he looked back up at her face. “Elena.” “Looks like every woman in Ravenhood desires you” she m
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AlexanderTwo days after his parents drove down the mountain, Alexander was in the study going through a stack of bills when he heard a car on the gravel.He set the papers down and went to the window. A silver sedan was parked in the turnaround, and Isabelle Crane was already out of it and walking toward the porch in a tailored coat, her bag over her shoulder.He had not given Isabelle the address.Alexander met her at the front door before she could knock. Isabelle gave him the small professional smile she had given him for five years across his desk.“How did you find this place, Isabelle.”“You forget how many of your prescriptions came through me. You used the mountain address on a refill three years ago, and I have a memory for these things.”“You should have called.”“You would not have answered.”Alexander’s gaze tracked her, then he stepped aside and let her in. Turning her away on the porch would have looked like fear, and he was not afraid of her in his own house.He guided
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