Semua Bab Baby For My Bully Alpha : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Naya's POV I have never been a dreamer. Most of my nights are uneventful and I wake up without any recollection of being in another realm in my head. But today I wake up drenched in sweat, and my breath heavy and punctured with gasps of fear. My hands are shaking, I am utterly terrified, but I can't remember why. I have just had a nightmare, but I don't remember a single detail from it. I don't know what happened in my dream, but it's the scariest thing ever for me. I manage to turn on the lights, to make sure that I am indeed awake from this nightmare. I wash my face in the bathroom, then go to Jordan's room to make sure that she is okay. It's still dark, just three in the morning, and I can't seem to go back to sleep. I take my phone and decide to take a walk downstairs and maybe get myself an early cup of coffee. Maybe this is a headstart for me, since I have taken over the hospital since chief Baron died. It wasn't a source of debate, because technically, the hospital'

Naya's POV I feel shame covering me with a hotness as Luna Bloodton doesn't even attempt to hide her hatred and disdain for me. Gwen quickly goes to her mother's side and takes her hand to calm her down. “Mum, we can't continue to do this. She is the mother of your granddaughter, you have to move on from whatever it was that happened.” Gwen whispers, but not quietly enough, because I can hear them. “That girl made my son throw me out of my house like I was a common beggar! Erus has never treated me like that before she came along!” She shudders. “Is that the same girl that you want me to forgive?” I swallow a gulp in my throat. I wish I could disappear, but I can't. My legs won't move, even though I don't want to be here anymore.Luna Bloodton shrugs Gwen off her and walks away. Gwen sighs as she turns to me. “I should leave. I'm sorry about… all of this.” I am already turning around. “Please, don't. Stay, and I will go and talk to her. It's hard for her, you know. Erus is he

Naya's POV Hearing Gwen say something as shocking as she did send a sudden flash of light over my eyes. It's not the shock of hearing her say that she was in love with a rogue, it's the fact that I know what and exactly who she is talking about….***Flashback***I walk into Erus' office, and throw my bag on one of the chairs. He is not in, Brandon said he is attending a meeting, but will be available in a few minutes. One of the perks of being Erus' wife is that I can skip protocols, and just wait for him in his office. I walk around the room, touching and going through documents that I probably shouldn't. I just need his signature on one of Jordan's paperwork, and that's why I'm here. I will have to go back to work in about an hour…There is a brown envelope on the table, tucked under a small heap of papers, but it catches my attention. I pull it out, and notice that it has been opened before. I open it to find some large print pictures in them. I slide the glossy papers out

Naya's POV Going back to work with the strange voices in my head is like being repeatedly tortured with a hot blade.Jordan is safe, but I have to come up with a plan, and also go to work like nothing has happened. I wait for the announcement of Luna Bloodton's death, but nothing comes. It's tormenting, I don't know what's wrong with me. A phone rings in my pocket, but I notice that it's not mine. That's strange, I take out the phone to see that it's a disposable phone. A number I don't recognize is calling, but I still answer the call. “Hello?” I hold my breath. “Naya, you are such a good actress. I can't believe that you are going back to work like you didn't just kill my mother yesterday.” My hand grips the phone even tighter as I rush into the storage room and shut the door after me. “Gwen, I don't like this game that you keep playing with me. How did you even get this phone into my pocket without my notice?” “That's not important, Naya, what is important is that you shoul

Naya's POV This is not right, Luna Bloodton is cooling off in the morgue, and I'm about to let her son fuck me on a rooftop. I know that I am supposed to tell him that this is not right, that he is so drunk with grief and that's why he thinks sex will fix this. But soon as he slips inside of me, I throw that skepticism far away from me and pull him closer to me. My lips parts as the euphoria sweeps over my face, and my eyes almost roll to the back of my head. He has the ability to make me feel too good and I know that as long as I am alive, I won't be able to build enough willpower to stay away from him. If he ever moves to another woman, I would be the mistress that just won't ever go away. With the way he stares into my eyes, I can tell that he will never stay away from me too. He hoists my legs up, practically picking me off the ground and placing me against the wall. His sweaty face press against mine, and I grab a handful of his shirt, crumbling it up. “Someone will wal