Lahat ng Kabanata ng He's Not the Alpha: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

GRAYSONA SECRET REVEALED Leila's still sleeping when I decide to take a walk. Something has been bothering her over the last couple days, she won't say, but her nightmares indicates that something is wrong. Winter has gotten worse, and I've gathered enough men to reinforce the bungalows, though as much as the cold doesn't necessarily bother us, extended exposure will render us immobile; just the same as humans. A werewolves internal heating can only stand so much, the same with wild wolves. It's the same reason they cudddle together in dens, as much as they hunt when needed. My mind conjurs the weirdest thing, seeing a small woman with thin graying hair before me. It's not to be, since no female werewolf ventures here- no woman actually at that, which is the reason why keeping Leila safe is imperative. It's not a mirage I come to understand when I draw closer and the woman doesn't disappear from sight. Her skin is wrinkled, nails long and curled and she wears a devious smile that b

KAID My fingers grip Grayson's biceps feeling a zing of pain that has started to course through me. It cramps my stomach then moves down my legs and I squeeze my eyes shut bearing it. This time it lasts a little longer than it has before. Grayson rubs my back in empathy, providing support as I crashed my head against his shoulder. I feel like a bloated elephant, feet swollen at the ankles coupled with the nose of a dog. I've lost my appetite and the only thing I've wanted to do is sleep, but now not even the pain won't grant me repose. "You okay?" "Water" I clear my throat, that's dry as an dessert. "I need water" "Okay" He leaves going through the door while I recited a dying prayer. "Asleep?" Grayson asks returning. He strokes my hair before his hands move to my cheeks, but I turn my face away from him. Grayson tilts my head, finding the dewy evidence splattered across my cheeks and I feel when his shoulder slump in defeat. He thinks he can't do anything for me. In truth

DESTINY'S HAND "Am I losing the baby?"My panicked voice rings around out, Shirley's face gathering palness as if you've powdered the dead, while Grayson has yet to utter a word. He's just kneeeling before me, hands dabbled in the trickle of blood that trails down my thighs.My bottom lip starts to wobble and I know I'm about to break the dam. Their silence was enough. "Gray" I say quietly. "Tell me I'm not losing the baby"No answer comes my way as he just stays there silent in his contemplation. Every inch of it enough to drive me crazy. I needed validation, hope. Anything except the radio silence he left me.In anger, I brushed his hands to the side, pulling down my dress as I crawled away sobbing to myself. This was the only gift I could give to him, the only thing that made us equals. Equal in sacrifices, equal in eagerness to fill the void that wants to consume both of us. I sob to myself and on my own, distraught about the prospects of our future. Without the baby, Grayson won

A shadow moves back and forth above my head and in circles. I know its a bird and when I glance up, it's another hawk, similar to the one I had seen Grayson retrieve the letter from. It's crazy to think even now he hasn't bothered to share what it's about, yet he claims we're both equals. We're equals but he doesn't trust me with whatever it is was in it. I don't know what the birds are for since Ii haven't been privy with werewolves mode of communication, but this time, I would figure it out myself. "Leila! " I hear him calling but still hurry towards the woods, searching above my head for the direction the bird had flown off to. I spy it's wings dive west and follow, through a rather rocky terrain with vines and thorns as I hurry, hearing Grayson still calling for me. "What's wrong?" Grayson calls. My mouth opens to answer, but I bite back my words realising that would only alert him to my location and I couldn't have that. I hurry through the low spread of leaves, large and smal

GRAYSON"You need to ensure that you're eating properly" A female voice says to Leila.Their both outside sharing a quiet moment, though the intruder is unaware of my prying eyes or presence. It's probably the reason why Leila was this comfortable, all tensness gone from her shoulders."I am, but really, there's no need to check up on me everyday""It's the only way I'll know if you're both doing well""There's still a few more months to go" Leila rubs her bump proudly. "It's not like I'm going to run away""I wouldn't know" The human female responds her voice flat. "This is my only insurance"I walk back out the house towards where Leila sits, holding out my hand for her. A small smile and she takes my hand without fuss, which is odd even for her. Ever since that accident she's been pliant. I know she wants me to say what happened, but the last thing I want her is distressed when she's this close to delivering our child.I fought rogues that night, more than there usually are. Almost