Semua Bab Fighting For The Alpha's Mark: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Savannah “Are you up, Savannah?” A soft knock, then my dad’s head peeped around the door a few moments later. I nodded, and he came inside, closing the door quietly behind him.The false enthusiasm he always wore for the boys was gone now, replaced by a weariness that mirrored my own.More than me, he distrusted everyone involved in this. He didn’t know Xavier, was still wary of Alpha Henry, and seriously doubted my mother was truly on our side.He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe.“Sophia hasn’t sent a message?” he asked, though he already knew the answer.I shook my head, leaning back against the worn headboard.“So, what’s next?” he said, more to himself than to me. “You’re not happy here, cooped up like this. And I see danger everywhere. They all have their own hidden agendas. And as much as Sasha is… well, as important to me as you are, biologically speaking… I don’t share a connection with her. I’m sure Sophia feels the same way about you.”“I do

Xavier Sasha’s eyes bulged open, so wide they looked like they were going to pop right out of her head. “What?!” she screamed, her voice cracking. “Mom! Mom, did you hear what he just said?”“Stop right there, Xavier!” Alpha Henry commanded, stepping forward as I turned to leave. I ignored him. “Xavier! I am talking to you!”I stopped but didn’t turn around.“As crazy as all this sounds,” he continued, his voice tight with controlled fury, “the fact remains that this other twin impersonated Sasha. That is a crime, boy! A serious offense! It will not look good in public, not for you, not for our family, not for this pack! So, before you make any rash decisions, you better think long and hard!”My heart was banging against my ribs like a trapped bird, fueled by so much unleashed anger. I spun sharply on my heel and faced Sophia. “You claim you didn’t know about any of this until recently? Yet you conveniently hid the other twin and brought back Sasha. Where the hell is she, Sophia? Wh

Savannah Ethan wiggled his eyebrows at me then, a hopeful, almost boyish expression on his face. I turned away, letting out a strangled sound. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. A sharp pain, like a stitch, jabbed me in the ribs, and then I burst into uncontrollable laughter. It was so hard it became almost soundless, just my shoulders shaking. When I finally looked back at him, at the frown creasing his forehead, the sheer absurdity of it all made me laugh even more. My eyes went teary. I actually had to excuse myself to go pee, I was laughing so hard. I returned, still chuckling, and finally managed to confine my mirth to a snorting giggle.“Are you high, Ethan?” I finally managed, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. “Or did your darling wife Claire slip you something? What on earth makes you think I would be remotely interested in you after everything?”“Come on, Savannah, don’t be like that,” he said, his hopeful expression faltering. “I want the best for you. You and I were

SavannahMy world had shrunk to the four walls of my father's house. A self-imposed prison.For three days, my boys and I lived inside a house of secrets. Not even the neighbors knew we were here.I knew something was coming. A certainty settled in my bones. And as much as my heart ached for Xavier, as much as I missed him with every fiber of my being, I dreaded seeing him again. I couldn't bear it if he wanted to punish me, to crush what little spirit I had left.So, I retreated. I went quiet for long stretches of time. I slept a lot, my body feeling disconnected, lacking its usual energy. Thankfully, the refurbished cable TV my dad had fixed distracted my boys. They watched more cartoons than I would normally allow, but what could I do? I couldn't even bring myself to smile, let alone play with them.Today, the rain beat down without pause. It felt as if the world conspired against us. The cooking gas sputtered and died. For some strange reason, my dad said, the local retailers wer

SavannahMy breath scraped in my throat. The air in the car thickened, pressing in on me, and I struggled to pull it into my lungs. A fierce mental distress bloomed in my chest, not because they were taking me, but because they had separated me from my dad. Every muscle in my body screamed, urging me to fight, to claw, to do anything other than sit passively as this black car sped toward an unknown destination.The capture had been brutal. All I could see in my mind was the image of my father’s face, contorted in pain. The sound of his grunt as they shoved him against the van replayed over and over. I hated them for manhandling him, for treating him like a criminal.I recognized some of the men in the car with me. They wore the insignia of Xavier’s personal security detail. Knowing this did nothing to stop the panic clawing at me. It only confirmed my deepest fears. Xavier wanted me, while Alpha Henry, my powerful and unforgiving grandfather, surely wanted my father.The boys hu