บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Greogry : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Georgory’s heart raced as they neared the pack prison. His mind was swimming with questions, but the one at the forefront escaped his lips as they came to a stop in front of the iron gates. “What’s going on, Daniel? Why is Eve locked up in the pack prison? What the hell is happening?” Georgory demanded, his voice filled with confusion and a hint of rising anger. He turned to face Daniel, then shifted his gaze to Eve, who sat slumped against the cold stone wall of the cell, her face a picture of unconscious defeat. The sight only deepened his frustration. Daniel remained calm, though his eyes carried the weight of the revelation he was about to drop. “This is what I wanted to show you first,” Daniel said, his voice steady but serious. “But Georgory, I need you to hear it for yourself. If I tell you now, it might be hard for you to believe.” Georgory clenched his fists. “What are you talking about?” he snapped, his patience wearing thin. “I don’t have time for this. I need to g

Inside the nursery, the soft hum of the ceiling fan was the only sound until Darren’s loud cries broke the calm. Emma sat in the rocking chair, carefully feeding her firstborn, Darren, whose appetite always seemed insatiable. His little mouth latched tightly onto her breast, and she winced as he hungrily suckled. The alpha boy was a handful—always loud, always hungry. His twin brother Derek wasn’t much different, while their little omega sister, Delilah, was much quieter, content with small feedings before drifting back to sleep. Just as Darren began to settle, the door creaked open. Gregory stepped in, his usual smirk on his face. “Still feeding?” he asked, rubbing his temple dramatically. “Can’t I just have a moment of peace with my mate?” Emma chuckled, her laughter light and tired. “Gregory, are you jealous of your own sons again?” Gregory crossed the room and gently picked up Derek, who immediately snuggled into his father’s chest. “Jealous? I’m not jealous. It’s

Gregory’s kiss deepened, his lips firm yet gentle as they claimed hers. Emma’s hands instinctively found their way to his chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. The warmth of his skin beneath her touch sent a shiver up her spine, and she could feel the steady beat of his heart quickening in response to her nearness. His hands continued their slow ascent, pushing the robe further open, exposing more of her bare skin. The cool air brushed against her, a sharp contrast to the heat that radiated between them. Gregory’s mouth left hers only to trail down the curve of her jaw, his lips and tongue teasing the sensitive skin of her neck. Each touch sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her, making it impossible for her to think of anything else but him. Her breath hitched as his hands finally reached her breasts, cupping them with a tenderness that belied the hunger in his gaze. He lowered his head, his lips finding her collarbone, and then lower still, h

Emma stood by the window, already dressed for the day, as the sunlight streamed through the curtains. Without much ceremony, she slung baby Darren onto her back and secured Derek to her chest in a snug carrier. Her movements were brisk, focused, as she prepared to head out. Just as she was adjusting the straps, Gregory stepped out of the bedroom, drying his hands with a towel. He barely had a moment to take in the sight of her before Emma marched up to him and dropped baby Deliah into his arms without so much as a word. Gregory raised his brows, glancing down at the baby and then back at Emma. “What’s happening?” “We’re going for a walk,” Emma replied, her tone matter-of-fact. “I want to introduce the babies to the park.” Gregory sighed, shifting Delia in his arms. “I’ve got a meeting in a little while, Emma. I don’t have time for a walk right now.” Emma’s eyes narrowed, her voice cutting through his excuse. “Are you trying to pass down all the duties to me again

Daniel and Tobias sat at the dining table, silence heavy between them after Emma and Gregory had left the house. The air around them was charged, and they both felt it, the tension that had been growing between them for days. Daniel stared at the remnants of breakfast on his plate, his mind elsewhere. Tobias, sitting across from him, was pretending to be distracted, but his eyes kept flicking back to Daniel, as if waiting for something to happen. "You're quiet today," Tobias said, breaking the silence, his voice low and smooth. Daniel raised an eyebrow, meeting Tobias's gaze, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Am I?" Tobias leaned back in his chair, his eyes not leaving Daniel's face. "You know you are." Without saying another word, Daniel stood up from the table, his chair scraping against the floor. Tobias watched him, his eyes darkening as Daniel slowly walked around the table, closing the space between them. Tobias's breath hitched when Daniel stopped