Semua Bab Taming My Five Alpha Baby Daddies: Bab 81 - Bab 90

RIVER.“They’re all wonderful.” Daniel nodded in approval.“Awesome! So, what clothes did catch your attention?” the lady asked.“Everything.” Wesley crossed his arms. “We’ll take them all.”Her eyes widened. “All of them?”Wesley nodded and reached for his card, only for the rest of us to do the same. Fuck.“Woah—I, uh…”The poor woman looked utterly flustered as five black cards were thrust at her.“Put your disgusting cards away. I’ll pay,” I said in a sharp voice.“How about you burn yours? Wouldn’t want it to get declined,” Mason retorted.This bastard…“We’re in Colorado, it’s my turf. I’ll pay,” Daniel insisted, waving his card towards the poor lady.“Don’t act like you’re the prince of this state, Angel. The sales lady will get my damn card,” Liam argued, frowning.“Keep it up, guys. I have ten more of this,” Wesley said boredly.These goddamn idiots, I swear…The sales lady looked torn. She chewed on her lips while glancing at each of our cards demanding to get a swipe at the

MASON.I tapped my fingers against the polished mahogany desk, frustration boiling under my skin. It had been two weeks since the baby was born, and I’d been in Chicago for the past nine days. I left on the fifth day to deal with urgent matters at my club and to check on the progress of the investigation. I have wasted too much time being here and yet until now, I still couldn’t get the update that I wanted.Alex stood before me, bowing while holding a thin stack of reports. His face didn’t give away much, but I could tell from the way he cleared his throat that he had news I wouldn’t like.“Alpha, this is the latest update on the vampire covens’ within Chicago.”I flipped it open, skimming the details. Vampire covens weren’t as many as the werewolf packs that existed today. In fact, there were fewer vampires than Lycans, and even fewer covens than werewolf packs. There were very few covens sprinkled all over the country and even overseas. You’d think that because of that, it would be

MASON.It was barely morning, and the sharp wail of the baby cut through the air like a damn alarm clock I didn’t set. My eyes cracked open, heavy as lead, and I groaned, dragging myself out of bed.“Fuck,” I muttered in a raspy voice as I head towards the nursery, barely awake.The closer I got, the louder the cries went. Stumbling into the nursery, I leaned against the doorframe, gazing at the little bundle of noise in the crib.Her face was flushed, tiny fists flailing in the air as her cries grew louder. Oh, shit. That didn’t look good. Her cries were piercing, almost like the a war siren in the dead of the night. She was wailing, punching the air and I didn’t know exactly what to do with her.“Fuck,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. “How am I supposed to handle this?”Upon hearing my voice, the baby cried even louder. Oh, fuck. I shuffled closer, trying to figure out my next move.“Hey, hush, hush. It’s okay...” I said awkwardly while gently tapping the crib.She didn’

DANIEL.“You know that her ability doesn’t work like that,” I stated.“Yes, but what if—”“Don’t push it. Let’s just focus with what we have on our cards now,” I cut him off, effectively ending the conversation.Sam let out a sigh and nodded his head into submission. “Yes, Alpha.”Brielle was a wildcard. I didn’t want to ask for her help… again. Not when she required a price I probably couldn’t pay.“It’s time to go back to our encampment,” I announced.As soon as we returned to our encampment, I head to my tent so I could rest. I needed all the strength now because tomorrow, we’d push further into the outskirts and into the mountains. I didn’t want to miss anything. I’d turn Colorado up and down if it meant getting more information about the masked men. I’d already begun mentally organizing tomorrow’s route when Sam burst into my tent, his face pale and chest heaving.“Alpha! I’ve received a message. It’s about Allison!”At the mention of her name, my chest tightened. I immediately s

ALLISON.I dreamed about my brother again.Only this time, it was not the usual nightmare, the one that always ended with him being taken away.Instead, the scene unfolded differently. For the first time after a decade of trying to bury that memory, I dreamed about my mother’s death again.It was vivid memory, as if it just happened to me yesterday. We were at the lake by the woods. My favorite place. It was the place where my mother always found her peace. She would always bring us here, sometimes to unwind or maybe to have a nice picnic.That particular day was like any other day we’ve spent beside that lake. My mom brought a basket of sandwich while my brother and me bathed in the lake. Coincidentally, my dad wasn’t there because he was in an important meeting with the Alpha. But it did not really bother us that much, not that day. Being with mom was fun enough. Besides, dad promised that he’d follow us here as soon as he was done with his Beta duties. I believed him. And I complet