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The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. One Fall And The Heartbeat.
°Amy’s POV°Christian’s arms tightened around me, and I didn’t even bother to argue. What was the point? He’d already scooped me up like I weighed nothing, as if carrying me was as natural as breathing. My body still felt heavy, like I’d been dragged through fire and mud all at once, but I wasn’t worried. I knew I’d heal. That’s the thing about being a wolf—we break, but we don’t stay broken for long, but healing had it's own different kind of pain. The bigger the injury, the longer it takes to heal and the bigger the pain as well.But I was sure I was going to get through this, I've gone through the worst and still, here I was, still broken within, but still I was growing out of that dark space of self pity, betrayal…fear?Still, being pressed against his chest like that made me aware of every single beat of my heart. And it was too damn loud. I was pretty sure he could hear it, too. Wolves always hear things they shouldn’t.The air shifted as he pushed the door open with his shoulde
The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. Stuck With Me.
°Amy’s POV°I looked at Christian for a long moment, maybe too long. His eyes were steady on me, like he was waiting for something, waiting for me to open up, but I couldn’t tell what he really expected. It wasn’t necessary for him to know, was it? Why did he even want to know? What good would it do him—or me—if I peeled open wounds that I was still trying to stitch shut myself?I sighed, the sound heavy and tired as it slipped out of me. My fingers found the little pendant hanging from my neck, rolling it between them the way I always did when I was nervous. My eyes fell on my lap, tracing the folds of the fabric pooled over my thighs. I stared so long it felt like maybe I could disappear into them if I just kept quiet. Another deep breath left me, rough and uneven.“Well…” I started, though the word got stuck halfway out. My chest tightened as if the air itself was too heavy, like the sentence I was supposed to form would suffocate me before I even got to the first full stop.But th
The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. A Little Peace Of Mind.
°Amy’s POV°“What?” The word slipped out before I could stop it. My voice cracked, thin as glass, and I blinked hard, but the tears still came anyway. “What did you just say?”Christian’s eyes didn’t waver. He didn’t laugh it off. He didn’t take it back. Instead, he stepped closer and cupped my face with both his hands, his palms warm against my damp cheeks. His thumbs brushed the tears I couldn’t hide, his touch, gentle and steady.“I said I like you,” he repeated, his voice softer this time, like he wanted the words to sink straight into me. “Very much. More than I should’ve admitted right now. But it’s the truth. And now that you’re here…” His eyes searched mine, slow and steady, “I’ll always be here for you, Amy.”The tears broke loose then, sliding hot down my face. My chest caved in, and before I could think better of it, I threw myself into his arms. My forehead pressed against his chest, and I sobbed into the soft fabric of his green shirt. It smelled faintly like cedarwood an
The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. Claimed Us.
°Amy’s POV°The silence pressed down on me, so heavy I thought my chest would split open. Lydia’s words still echoed in the room like a bell that wouldn’t stop ringing.“Is he the father of your child?”I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t speak. My throat felt full of rocks. My eyes darted to Christian, and for a heartbeat, I saw the same shock mirrored there on his face, the same panic tightening his face.And then—before I could even open my mouth—he spoke.“Yes.” His voice was steady, firmer than mine could ever be right now. “The child is mine.”I blinked, my heart lurching. What?Christian didn’t stop. He straightened up, his gaze never leaving Lydia’s. “Jeremy’s just a friend,” he added quickly, his tone smooth, like he’d practiced it a thousand times in his head. “It’s me. I’m the father.”Lydia froze, eyes flicking between us. For a moment, her face was unreadable, and my stomach twisted. But then—it softened. A slow smile spread across her face, wide and glowing, her whole body easi
The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. He...
°Amy’s POV°For a second, I thought my eyes were lying to me. That maybe the tea had done something strange, or maybe sleep had twisted reality. But no—he was there. His voice had already torn through me, raw and familiar in a way that made my chest ache.“Christian!”The name burst out of me before I could stop it. I didn’t think about what I looked like, or the cup slipping from my hands and spilling hot tea across Lydia’s rug. None of it mattered. All I knew was the boy—no, the man—standing in front of me, his wide brown eyes mirroring the same disbelief burning in me.My body moved before my brain caught up. My bare feet smacked against the rug, then the cool wooden floor, and then I was across the room, flinging myself at him like I’d been waiting years for this exact moment.Tears blurred my vision as I crashed into his chest. His shirt was rough under my cheek, smelled faintly of grass and sun-warmed air. I wrapped my arms around him so tightly I half expected him to gasp for b
The Alpha Playboy Is My Mate. Home Or Not...
°Amy’s POV°I just woke up from a short nap.The bus ride felt like forever, though it couldn’t have been more than thirty minutes. I sat beside Lydia, clutching my little pendant like it carried my whole life, which it kind of did. She hummed a tune under her breath, something old and familiar, but I couldn’t place it. Every time I sneaked a glance at her, I found her staring out the window as if the world outside was more interesting than me. But her hand rested over mine the whole ride, steady and warm, like she knew I would bolt if she let go.When the bus finally screeched to a stop, she nudged me gently. “We’re here, darling.”I followed her out, my bare feet dragging against the gravel road. The air smelled different here—less of exhaust and hospital bleach, and more of earth and wet grass. The houses were spread apart, not stacked on top of each other like in town. Lydia led me down a narrow dirt path until we stopped in front of a small cream-painted bungalow with a slanted r
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