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31. Tyler

Penulis: J. Tarr
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-12 21:22:47

I wake up slowly, blinking against the morning light streaming through the curtains. The bed is soft, warmer than I expected, and I’m surrounded by Landon’s scent. For a second, I’m disoriented, not sure where I am, but then I remember—Landon must’ve brought me to his bedroom after… after everything.

I shift slightly and glance around the room. It’s huge, way bigger than our dorm. The walls are a deep navy, and there’s a sleek, modern design to everything—exactly what I’d expect from Landon. But what catches my eye isn’t the room. It’s Landon himself, sitting in a chair next to the bed, head tilted back awkwardly, fast asleep.

He looks… uncomfortable. His neck is craned at an odd angle, and even though he’s out cold, I can tell he’s going to regret that chair when he wakes up. But the sight of him like this, sleeping beside me instead of in the bed, warms something deep in my chest.

He didn’t want to make me uncomfortable, so he slept there. The Alpha who takes up so much space in ev
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  • Knot My Alpha   95. Xavier

    I never imagined what it would feel like to step into a room like this.Not just a courtroom. Not a hearing chamber or a sterile government office. This is something else entirely. The walls are high, soundproofed, curved like they were built to keep every secret inside and every predator out. The air is colder than it needs to be, sharp with sterilized neutrality and the weight of names I don’t know carved in polished plates along the far wall. There are no windows, no spectators, no reporters waiting to dissect this moment with camera flashes and headlines. Just the circular arrangement of seats—twelve council members, an official recorder, and a silent shadow of power at every corner, arms folded behind their backs like stone statues.It should make me feel small, but it doesn’t, because he’s here.Jacob.Sitting in the shadowed row set aside for designated supporters. Eyes on me. Shoulders squared. Not a single trace of Beta musk anywhere on him. He didn’t walk in here today as a

  • Knot My Alpha   94. Jacob

    I step out onto the terrace when the house gets too quiet. Not silent. Just… muffled. Xavier’s in the nest. I saw the way his shoulders dropped when he curled into it earlier, like it was the only place on earth where his bones didn’t feel too heavy. He’d kissed me goodnight with shaky confidence, said he wanted to sleep early, that it would help. I let him go, even though every part of me wanted to hold him there and tell him I’d cancel the whole thing. That he didn’t have to do it. That the system could burn without his testimony if it meant I didn’t have to watch him walk into that room tomorrow with a target on his heart.But he’s not the one panicking tonight, I am. And I need to get my shit together before I wake him with the weight of it.I scroll through my contacts until I get to his name, hovering my thumb over the call button longer than I probably should. Tyler Winchester.I haven’t called him since they left. Not really. We’ve texted. Exchanged photos. He sent me a meme

  • Knot My Alpha   93. Xavier

    When Richard Turner enters the room, he doesn’t speak right away. He never does. He closes the door behind him, quiet and composed as always, and folds his hands behind his back as he surveys the room. Jacob straightens almost unconsciously beside me, shoulders stiffening, but his fingers remain where they are—threaded with mine on the couch between us. That simple point of contact is the only reason I don’t flinch.Something in Richard’s expression has changed since the last time I saw him. He’s not angry or unreadable or even cold, not in the way he usually is. He’s… quieter. More careful, somehow. Like someone’s handed him a bomb he has no idea how to disarm without collateral damage.I sit up slightly straighter, already feeling my stomach tighten with unease. “Is something wrong?”He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he moves to the armchair across from us and lowers himself into it, suit perfectly crisp, expression as composed as ever—but I can see it in the lines around his

  • Knot My Alpha   92. Xavier

    Tyler hugs me like we’ve been best friends for years. Not in that stiff, polite way people do when they don’t know how to say goodbye—but full-bodied, tight-armed, chin-on-shoulder kind of hug. The kind that makes you close your eyes for a second and just breathe.“You text me,” he says, pulling back and gripping my arms. “The second you start spiraling or the second Jacob starts acting like a know-it-all Alpha with too many secrets.”I snort. “That’s... basically all the time.”“Exactly,” he says, then winks. “Which means I better be getting a lot of texts.”Landon steps in, ever the quiet wall of calm behind the chaos. He nods at me, nothing overdone, just a solid, grounding look that says he sees me. I nod back, grateful for that unspoken understanding we’ve somehow fallen into.Jacob hugs Tyler last. It’s less a hug and more a shoulder slap disguised as affection, but the way they hold each other for a beat longer than necessary says more than either of them will admit aloud. Some

  • Knot My Alpha   91. Jacob

    My father’s office has always felt like a war room—more granite and glass than comfort, no warmth to soften the sharp edges. Every piece of furniture is strategically placed, the lighting is cold and calculated, and the windows stretch from floor to ceiling like they’re daring anyone to try and hide.I’ve sat in this chair many times before, but this time, I’m not alone.Landon’s beside me, back straight, jaw locked, expression unreadable. It’s a kind of stillness I’ve come to associate with Alphas who know exactly how much power they’re holding back. He hasn’t said a word since we walked in. Just gave a stiff nod to my father and sat down with his arms folded like this whole conversation was already a waste of his time.My father doesn’t bother with small talk. He never does. He sits across from us, fingers steepled in front of him like he’s building tension on purpose. “Jacob told me what Tyler remembered. About the ring. The Alphas using Omegas. The exploitation. This is off reco

  • Knot My Alpha   90. Xavier

    The second Jacob’s father steps into the garden, everything shifts.He doesn’t even have to speak. That man walks with the kind of presence that makes the air around him stand to attention. Jacob straightens in his seat immediately, and Landon tenses like he was waiting for this exact moment. I see the way Jacob’s brows pull slightly, how his thumb briefly brushes mine under the table—a silent apology before he even says anything.“Jacob. Landon,” Richard says, voice smooth but clipped. “May I have a moment?”There’s no question that it’s a command.Jacob stands, eyes flicking to me as he squeezes my hand once. “Won’t be long.”I nod, but it’s tight. My fingers feel a little colder once he’s gone.Now it’s just me. And Tyler.Awkward doesn’t even begin to cover it.I shift slightly in my seat, crossing my legs, then uncrossing them. My fingers toy with the edge of the linen napkin on my lap. The birds in the trees are too loud. The wind too quiet. Everything suddenly feels like it’s

  • Knot My Alpha   89. Xavier

    Tyler looks like he’s been dipped in sunlight.It’s the first thing I notice as he steps out of the car, Landon beside him. He’s glowing, not in the literal sense—no supernatural aura or anything weird—but just glowing. His skin looks clearer, cheeks a little fuller, his whole face pulled into a grin that doesn’t seem to want to go anywhere.There’s something unshakably good about him today, like he finally figured out how to take a full breath again and doesn’t want to stop.I never knew him that well at the Academy, but I knew of him. Everyone did. Tyler Winchester was the kind of Omega that floated through the halls with a quiet confidence that didn’t feel manufactured.He was kind, but not soft. Sharp, but not cruel. Just… steady. Like he’d found the center of his own world and was unapologetically orbiting it.Seeing him now, I get it. I get why Jacob loved him back then, even if it wasn’t the kind of love that lasted forever.He and Landon walk up the path like they’ve done this

  • Knot My Alpha   88. Jacob

    I find my father in his office, where he always is when the rest of the house feels like too much. Behind the glass desk, papers stacked with surgical precision, screens scrolling through live feeds from every AOB-affiliated site in the country, he looks like he belongs in a war room more than a home. It fits him. It always has.He looks up when I walk in without knocking. That’s allowed now, apparently. Since everything came to light, the rules are shifting beneath us. They’re still there, just less rigid. More silent understanding, less formal armor.“Jacob,” he says, setting aside the tablet in his hand. “Everything alright?”“No,” I say simply, and his posture straightens just enough for me to know I have his attention. He gestures for me to sit, but I don’t. I stay standing. The weight of what I’m carrying doesn’t want a chair under it.“I spoke to Tyler yesterday,” I start, watching his expression carefully. “We talked about a lot, but there’s one thing he said that stuck.”My f

  • Knot My Alpha   87. Xavier

    The car ride back is quiet.Not the kind of awkward silence you get when people are mad or holding something back, but the kind that hangs in the air after too much emotion has passed through a room, leaving everything stripped bare in its wake. The kind of silence that fills your lungs and settles in your chest and makes your skin too tight for your bones.Jacob’s hand is on my knee the whole time, his thumb brushing slow circles through the fabric of my slacks, his pinky just barely brushing my thigh like he’s scared I’ll pull away if he touches me fully.I don’t, but I don’t say much either. I’m not mad, that’s not what this is. It’s not even jealousy anymore, not really. It’s something else. Something deeper. Something I don’t have a name for.Tyler cried when he saw Jacob. Crumpled, really. Fell into Jacob like the reunion broke something in him. And I wasn’t surprised by that—I knew they were close. I expected emotion. But what I didn’t expect was how personal it would feel. How

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