All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S SECRET : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

BENNIS'S POVI had watched Octavia care for my Eren all this while, her devotion and love for him. The way he looks at her and how he makes her smile at the slightest opportunity.As I observed their interactions, day after day, I felt a pang in my chest. It's a sensation I wasn't used to, one that makes me realize my feelings for Eren have shifted. I didn't find him disgusting anymore, or unworthy of me, instead I found myself drawn to him, to the man he was despite his condition.Octavia's dedication to Eren was admirable, she must have seen the treasure buried underneath the sands of his mental ill. Her love for him only fueled my desire to make him mine. I've always known Eren was meant to be with me, cause he's my mate, the moon goddess choice him, herself. I will admit I never wanted anything to do with him before because of his mental illness but I don't care anymore, I can't stand him being with her anymore. Octavia, your presence has been a constant thorn in my side, a barr

LORA'S POV I sit in my room, nursing a glass of whiskey, as a feeling of triumph overwhelms me. “Come this time tomorrow Octavia will be no more” I think to myself but just then my complacency is short-lived, as there's a knock at the door. “Come in” I command and one of my henchmen enter, him faces grim."What is wrong?" I ask, my curiosity plagued as I set my glass down."Octavia escaped," He replies, his voice urgent. “What? you let her escape? You are such an idiot" I yell, planting a hellacious slap across his face."Forgive me it wasn't intentional Luna. She got wind of our plan and fled the scene.""How did she find out?" I demand, my voice rising."We're not sure, but we've tracked her car," the henchman replies. "She's heading in the direction of the hospital."My mind racing, I grab my keys. "We're going after her. She can't be allowed to meet her husband. We can't let that happen."The henchman nod, following me out the door as I rush to my car. We're going to catch up t

THIRD PERSON POV The sky darkens above the valley, clouds swirling like smoke as if the heavens themselves can sense the cruelty unfolding below. Octavia lies on the rocky ground, her body trembling with pain and exhaustion. Blood stains the dirt beneath her as she clutches her protruding belly, her breath coming in sharp, broken gasps.Tears stream down her face.“Please Lora let me go… of at least let your grandbabies go,” she sobs, her voice raw and desperate. “Let me have them… just let me have my babies… I beg of you”Her hands shake as she tries to brace herself against another contraction, her scream echoing through the cliffs. Each wave of pain comes faster, harder, sharper than the last. She’s too weak, her body failing her, but her spirit, her love for the children inside her, is still fighting.“Please, Lora,” she pleads again, turning her tear filled eyes toward the woman standing coldly above her. “Let me give birth… I’m begging you...”Lora says nothing. Her face is unr

THIRD PERSON POV Deep in Draluke’s mansion, everything feels too quiet and tense.Rain taps gently against the tall windows. The fire in the corner burns high in a bit to warm Octavia's body. On the wide bed, Octavia lies motionless, her skin pale, her lips losing their color.Dr. Sara finishes the examination. Her fingers are cold as she presses them to Octavia’s neck one last time.Then she slowly turns to Draluke and Nadia. Her face is heavy with sorrow.“I’m sorry,” she says quietly. “She’s gone.”Nadia stares at her like she didn’t hear right. Draluke's already pale skin, turns whiter. “No…” Nadia cries, rushing to Octavia's side, her voice cracks. “She can't be dead. She was breathing. I felt it.”She is now at Octavia’s side, dropping to her knees beside the bed.“Come back,” she whispers, grabbing her best friend’s limp hand. “Please, Octavia, please…”For the first time in a long while, Draluke heart felt pain even momentarily.“Doc is there really nothing you can do for my

THIRD PERSON'S POV The hospital room is quieter now.The twins sleep in a crib beside the window, sunlight spilling gently across their small faces. One of them stirs, making a soft noise, but settles again as a gentle hand smooths his blanket.Bennis hums quietly, rocking back and forth in a chair. She looks tired but calm. Her eyes, though, never leave the babies. She watches them like they’re hers.She’s been here for hours—feeding them, burping them, holding them close.Eren stands in the doorway, watching her. His eyes are red. Puffy. Tired. But still searching for answers.“She’s good with them,” Lora had said earlier. “Maybe she’s what you need now.”And maybe she is.He walks into the room slowly, and Bennis looks up. Her smile is soft and warm.“They’re angels,” she whispers. “Both of them. They have your nose.”Eren tries to smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.“Bennis,” he says quietly, “can I talk to you?”She nods quickly, placing a kiss on one of the baby’s heads befor