บททั้งหมดของ I don't want you Alpha! : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Kael’s POVI couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly as I watched Tesla agree to come along with me to the festival. I never really expected her to go along with it so easily. But here we were, heading into unknown territory, trying to act like a married couple. I had to admit, it felt strange even pretending. The idea of being publicly recognized as a husband was a role I never envisioned for myself, but now it was real. And now, more than ever, I needed to make sure we pulled it off smoothly.After washing the dishes, I noticed Tesla was ready, her hair tied back neatly, and the baby nestled comfortably in her arms. The morning light made her look calm, yet determined, as if she had already accepted the role she was thrust into. I grabbed my cloak and made sure my axe was within reach, though I’d prefer not to show it off in front of everyone.As we stepped out of the house, I took a deep breath of the crisp air. There was a hint of excitement in the atmosphere, the kind that only a fest

Tesla's POVThe sun was relentless. It beat down on us as we trudged forward, bare feet pressing against the hot ground. I couldn’t help but glance around, noticing how some of the other couples were already beginning to falter, surrendering with tired sighs and grimaces. A few of the men had already dropped their wives, unable to continue. I could see their faces, dripping with sweat, their steps dragging.But then there was Kael.His face was set in that unyielding expression he always wore, like nothing could break his focus. Despite the heat, despite the grueling trek up the mountain, he carried me as if it was the easiest thing in the world. His steps were steady, and his jaw was clenched, but his posture was perfect—like he was born for this.I couldn’t help but admire him more with each step. Every time my eyes flicked to his face, I saw no sign of fatigue, no sign of pain. It was as if nothing could touch him. His focus was entirely on the path ahead, but there was a soft inte

The room was quiet, save for the soft breathing of Tesla beside me. She had fallen asleep not long after we settled in, her face relaxed in the peaceful slumber she so often deserved. I couldn’t help but glance at her in the dim light, her features softened and serene in a way I rarely saw. Her dark hair was spread across the pillow, and the faintest smile tugged at her lips. She looked so at ease, so far from the constant chaos we had known, that it made my chest tighten with something unnameable.I smiled, but it didn’t quite reach my eyes. I was still adjusting to this new version of us—this life we were trying to carve out of the fragments left behind by everything we had endured. There had been so much loss, so many moments that seemed to stretch on endlessly, but now… now, for the first time in a long while, I could feel something different. A sense of calm, of stillness. It was tempting to hold on to this feeling, to imagine that maybe, just maybe, this was all we needed. A qui

Kael’s POVThe morning light filtered through the cracks in the wooden shutters, nudging me awake. My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim light. I sat up, rubbing my face. My legs, heavily bandaged, reminded me of yesterday’s struggles. The sharp, dull ache was still there, but it wasn’t unbearable.I looked over at the bed beside me, expecting to see Tesla. Empty. Frowning, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, testing my weight. It held. My steps were slow but steady as I limped toward the window.Outside, Tesla stood talking to Jarek’s wife, her laughter light and carefree. She looked radiant, the morning sun catching her hair, making her seem...different. Peaceful. Beautiful.I sighed, shaking my head. “Get a grip,” I muttered to myself, pulling on my shirt.I headed for the door, my stomach grumbling softly. As I stepped out into the hallway, I nearly collided with Jarek, who was brushing his teeth.“Finally awake, huh?” Jarek said through a mouthful of foam. “

Kael’s POVI swung the axe down hard, the sharp crack of splitting wood momentarily drowning out the noise in my head. The pile of firewood at my feet was already massive, but I didn’t stop. Sweat trickled down my face, and my arms burned with the effort, but the ache felt better than the chaos in my mind.The child.That damn tattoo.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it—the intricate design etched into her skin, glowing faintly as if it were alive. I’d tried to convince myself it was nothing, that I was overthinking it. But no matter how much wood I chopped or how hard I worked, the questions lingered.What did it mean? Why her? And why now?The girl was just a kid, barely old enough to string a sentence together. But the way she looked at me sometimes, with those wide, knowing eyes... It was like she saw through me, straight to the parts of myself I’d rather keep buried.I brought the axe down again, splitting another log clean in half."Kael!"I looked up to see Jarek leaning agai