Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha’s Forbidden Temptation: Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

There was a moment of silence between them before Scarlet asked softly, “Can I ask something, Dante?”“Of course,” he replied.“Why haven’t I seen any pictures of her or your boys around the house? You have photos of almost everyone else. But not them.”Dante let out a long, uneven breath. “Because I was afraid,” he admitted. “I thought if I saw them every day, I would fall apart. I have kept them in my wallet for years… close, but hidden. I never had the courage to bring them out. But lately… I have been thinking that maybe it’s time.”“Then let’s do it,” Scarlet said, her voice full of gentle resolve. “Let’s add them to the family, like they have always belonged. Let’s find their pictures and fill the walls. They are your children. They are part of your story and now they are part of mine, too.”Dante didn’t say anything, but his eyes shimmered. Wordlessly, he pulled out his wallet and handed it to her. Inside, there were two worn compartments. In one, tucked with care, was a photo

Scarlet’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, gently tracing my belly. At sixteen weeks pregnant, my bump was now too obvious to hide. Compared to my first pregnancy with Amy, this time everything was more pronounced; rounder, fuller, and a little heavier. It wasn’t just the bump either; I had gained a fair amount of extra weight, and the soft curves of my body were changing daily.What really sucked, though, was that I wasn’t allowed to indulge in the endless slices of cake I used to devour so joyfully. Apparently, I had to keep my blood sugar in control, something about staying healthy for the baby, blah blah. No one tells you that growing a human means battling your sweet tooth on top of everything else.Just as I was sulking a little at the injustice of sugar restrictions, I heard the front door open.“Hey, my beautiful girl,” Dante’s voice wrapped around me like warmth as he stepped in. He kissed the top of my head and then crouched down, pressing his lips gently to my belly. “Hi,

At that same time, Violet and the King happened to walk by, having just finished meeting with guests in the garden. They stopped abruptly as they heard Julian’s desperate voice and the sound of a woman’s quiet sobbing. It wasn’t loud. It was the kind of soft, restrained crying that somehow hurt more to hear.They followed the sound.And there, they saw Alpha Dante with his arms around a shaking woman. As they got closer, they realised it was Scarlet. She was trembling, her face hidden in Dante’s chest, and he was stroking her hair gently, murmuring something only she could hear.The King stepped forward, frowning. “What’s going on here?”Dante didn’t turn right away. When he did, his voice was calm but ice-cold. “With all due respect, Your Highness, if your nephew weren’t the Crown Prince, I would have already killed him. He insulted my wife. Now she’s inconsolable.”“She is crying this much just because she is insulted?” Violet asked, brow furrowed. It seemed someone died. Julian shr

After some time, Dante quietly stepped out into the lounge area to check on Amy, only to pause at the unexpected sight that greeted him. There, curled up in Violet’s lap, was his little girl, fast asleep, her tiny hands tucked under her cheek, her breathing soft and even. Violet, for her part, was gently stroking Amy’s hair and caressing her face with a tenderness that mirrored Scarlet’s every gesture.“She fell asleep,” Dante said softly, breaking the moment. “I’ll carry her inside. It’s a new place, and Scarlet cried a lot today… Amy will get restless if they are not close all night.”Violet looked down at the little girl resting against her, then back up at him. “Are they really that attached?” she asked quietly.Dante gave a small smile. “Very much so.”The king, who had been standing nearby, finally spoke. His voice was low, contemplative. “I deeply regret my short-sightedness. Scarlet has been nothing but kind and dutiful toward our family. Julian’s actions were inexcusable. He

Dante’s POV“Scarlet,” I said quietly, my voice more serious than I intended. “Have you ever felt that sudden drop in your stomach? Like something bad is about to happen, even though you don’t know what?”She looked up from where she was folding baby clothes, her brow creasing. “What happened, Dante?”“I don’t know, honey,” I admitted, trying to brush it off but unable to shake the unease crawling under my skin. “Just a really bad feeling. Something’s off.”I was supposed to head to the office for a regular meeting, but before I left, I grabbed her hand and looked her in the eye. “Don’t leave the house today, okay? Please. Stay here. If you can, call Ves and ask her to bring the kids over. I’ll feel better if everyone’s in one place, safe.”Her eyes widened. “Did something happen?”“No,” I said slowly, “not yet. But my gut’s screaming at me, and it never does that without a reason.”She nodded. “Okay. I’ll call Vespara right now.”I left the house with my heart tight in my chest, like