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My Alpha’s Dying Lie
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Every time Alexander slept with another woman, he got down on his knees and begged me to forgive him. He said he had cancer. All he wanted was to leave the pack an heir before he died. I couldn’t bring myself to blame a man who was fighting just to stay alive. Four years later, the same woman was pregnant again. He held me and cried, just like before. “Claire, I’m scared there won’t be anyone to take care of you when I’m gone.” That day, I’d come to tell him something, too. I was pregnant. But before I could say a word, his doctor stopped me. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Hale. Your husband never had cancer.” I lowered my hand to my stomach. This time, I wasn’t going to tell him anything.
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My Alpha’s Dying Lie Chapter 41
“How much sunlight do you get?”“Only a little in the afternoon.”I offered another pot.“This one would do better.”The girl looked disappointed until I showed her the new leaves.“You could draw it every week and see how it changes.”She touched a leaf with one finger.They bought the plant that suited their home.I tucked a care card into the bag.“First sale,” Martha said.I carefully filed the receipt.At lunch, Nora arrived with hot food.She pulled me toward a chair.“Eat.”“I have another customer—”“I’m here,” Martha said.Once I sat down, I realized how hungry I was.Nora placed a thin folder beside me.“The final confirmation. No additional conditions. No one you have to meet.”“Everything’s finished?”“The required work is. If anything else needs your attention, I’ll handle it. You don’t have to keep your life on hold.”I checked the last page.Property transferred.Authorizations revoked.Clear records for the remaining obligations.Then I put the folder away and continued
My Alpha’s Dying Lie Chapter 40
“You don’t have to write him a personal letter.”“I know. This isn’t one.”The notice went out that afternoon.Two days later, his lawyer confirmed receipt.The additional offer was withdrawn.No meeting.No explanation.The required financial work continued.I took Nora’s call at the small table behind the nursery, beside a care card I’d just finished.There was a spelling mistake.After hanging up, I erased it and rewrote the word.Martha walked past with coffee.“Problem?”“Last few details.”“Nearly done?”“Nearly.”She handed me a market vendor application.“I’m thinking of renting two stalls next month. Look at the costs.”The rent was high.Large pots would add transport costs and potential damage.I circled smaller, beginner-friendly plants and estimated quantities.“Want to run it?” she asked.I almost said I couldn’t.“What if we don’t sell everything?”“We bring it back.”“What if I get something wrong?”“We fix it next time.”She was already calculating delivery costs.“I’d
My Alpha’s Dying Lie Chapter 39
“I’d like to come back.”“Three mornings a week. Tell me about appointments ahead of time. If you feel lousy, sit down.”On my third shift, I saw a familiar name on a delivery order.Hale.My fingers stiffened.It was for a public pack building.“I can’t handle this account.”Martha waited while I explained only what she needed to know.She crossed something out in the schedule.“You take the propagation area. I’ll handle the order.”“If anyone asks about me—”“I sell plants. Not information about my employees.”She pointed toward the sink.“Wash your face. You look pale.”When I came back, the delivery had been moved aside.No one asked questions.A coworker called me over to steady a cart.I helped.At home, I wrote my shifts into the calendar.Then I added my medication and appointment times beside them.I didn’t cross anything out.Alexander’s last attempt to contact me came through a financial document that needed clarification.Nora extracted the parts I had to review and asked m
My Alpha’s Dying Lie Chapter 38
I placed the box in a drawer beside my mother’s scarf.I didn’t lock it away.I didn’t put it where I’d have to see it every morning, either.When Nora called, I told her about my new medication schedule and next appointment.“What’s for dinner?”“Soup and bread.”“Anything else?”I looked toward the refrigerator.“Chicken and vegetables.”After we hung up, I heated a pan.When the oil warmed, I stepped back.Then I moved closer and added the vegetables.They hissed.I held the spatula and stayed.I started looking for work because I’d spent an entire morning waiting for emails.Updates.Financial documents.Another old problem someone needed me to address.By lunch, my bread was cold and the inbox hadn’t changed.I closed the laptop.The next day, I visited a nearby nursery.Not to buy plants.To ask whether they needed help.The woman who met me was named Martha. She wore cracked glasses and muddy gloves.She slid an application across the desk.“What have you done?”For a moment, I
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