Lahat ng Kabanata ng ALPHA'S REJECTED BRIDE: HIDING HIS BABY: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

ROSALINE’S POV:It should have been me.Not her.I never should have left Ariana in Gwen’s care, especially after that night we were attacked. My stupidity cost me the life of my best friend. She did not deserve that. Gwen was an angel; she was the only one who bothered to even look at me when I was out on the street with Ariana in my womb.She took me in and fed me. listened to me. kept my secrets. Helped me find a job. She was basically Ariana’s second mother.Gwen was more than just my friend; she was my sister.And this was my way of repaying her for everything she had done for me. all because of my cowardice. If I had just stood firm and revealed Ariana’s identity a long time ago, no matter what, I knew deep down Damien would have provided us with some sort of protection.I was just so selfish. I wanted Ariana all to myself, but that was not even the case anymore.I hated to admit it, but at times I was so caught up in Damien's love that I forgot I had a daughter and best frien

ROSALINE’S POV:Today is Gwen’s funeral. The ceremony would be held in the pack cemetery, which was distinguished solely for the great wolves of our pack, mainly soldiers. And Gwen was just that—a soldier loyal to the end.There is a pang in my chest before I feel something squirm in my arms. My eyelids parted a bit to see Ariana curled up in my arms. Her head rested on my shoulder and her little limbs wrapped around me so tight that I was surprised I had not woken up due to suffocation. Her face was facing me, and her lips were slightly ajar. The sight was so precious that it brought a smile to my lips. My grip on her tightened a bit, and she hummed sweetly as she nuzzled her head deeper into my shoulder until I could feel her breath on my neck.I missed this.But I missed something else as well. I missed someone else. At that moment, my eyes were suddenly drawn to the chair situated beside the bed. Damien was sitting with his head down and his two legs spread apart. His hand held

DAMIEN’S POV:“Can mommy come with us?” My daughter, who I am growing quite fond of, said as she looked up with me beady eyes. She batted her little eyelashes and made a face. I am sure she used to cajole her mother into doing her bidding. And damn, did it work.It was morning, and all three of us had slept on the same bed again. Although I had ordered that a room be prepared solely for Ariana, I knew it would take a very long time before she would actually agree to sleep in it. or Rosaline, for that matter. I had woken up first, and while brushing my teeth in the bathroom, I felt something tug at my pants.There she was.I never thought that anything could compare to Rosaline’s eyes, but oh, how terribly mistaken I was. I fell in love with mine through those of others.Ariana joined me in the sink, and I taught her how to use the toothbrush. That was when I noticed the clothes she was wearing and scowled. I recognized it as one of Rosaline’s shirts.“We need to go shopping; you are a

DAMIEN’S POV: She was adorable. I could not take my eyes off. It was like I had to take care of two babies at once.Rosaline sat on the veranda with her arms folded above her chest and a hard scowl on her face. She was glaring at nothing but thin air, and I almost felt sorry for it. I could not hide my grin as I approached her with my hands behind my back. My little gift for her was completely out of her sight.Yesterday we spent the entire day shopping for Ariana. I would occasionally catch a few of Rosaline’s envious glances, but whenever our eyes would meet, she would scoff and turn away. Do not get me wrong, I did want to get something for her, but whenever I asked her, she would tell me she did not want anything and we should hurry up and leave.But how could I miss the way she was staring at that Louis Vuitton bag and Versace golden heels?When we left the mall, I could have sworn she was on the verge of tears. She was so moody; perhaps her heat was approaching. When we got

ROSALINE’S POV:“Who is that boy with my daughter?” “They are kids, Damien.” “But why is he holding her hand like that?” “They are four, Damien.” “But why are they looking at each other like that?” “Damien!” I snapped, and he groaned with a scowl. We sat on the veranda, watching the two children play in the courtyard below us. Ariana was teaching Jake how to ride a bike, and I was surprised by how much of a good teacher she was.She was really patient with him, despite how slow he was at learning. I could not be any prouder.His mother had left a few minutes ago to get things from the market, so I was basically the one in charge of both of them. And honestly, I loved it. I loved watching the two of them play together. I hardly ever got to see Ariana associate with her peers, and damn did she look so happy.It made my mind travel back to my childhood; I hardly ever got to associate with other children, and it was quite depressing. I found myself wanting siblings, but I knew that was