All Chapters of The Alpha’s Hidden Heir: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

MAYAStella had taken over my phone while I focused on cooking. She was always better with words—at least the charming ones that kept men glued. She flirted, laughed, and passed the phone back to me when it was time to get serious. It was part of our process.That was how I met Ardo.He was almost a regular man.He always had the right words to say. The kind that didn’t just catch your attention but held it like a gentle embrace. Words that made me feel seen, appreciated. He was calm, patient—almost too perfect. Every conversation left me smiling, even when I didn’t mean to.But I wasn’t ready to fall in love. That part of me had died the day Alpha Leonardo ruined my life. Love had no place in my world anymore. Only vengeance.Still, Ardo’s role was clear. I needed a man—someone the world would believe was the father of my children. It was part of my plan. When the time came for me to step into Leonardo’s place and work for him, I couldn’t let him suspect the truth. The children could

MAYA I knew her. The vision, it was so familiar, it ran through my body like ice. I did this to her. I was the one who hurt her. Why… why was I seeing this? Tears streamed down both sides of my face. I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me, confused, surprised by my reaction. I took a step back. She kept looking at me, those ombre eyes locked on mine, still stunned. “Are you okay?” she asked. I turned away, wiping my tears. This was all my fault. The vision… it had been so real. I did that to her. I… I slept with her husband. The confession in my head felt like acid, burning through every part of me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, the tears refusing to stop. “I’m really, really sorry.” I looked her in the eyes, and she raised her brows, trying to understand what I meant. How could I tell her that her husband had paid me for years to sleep with him? That I was the reason their bond had been damaged? At that moment, the children started crying. I rushed to them and fo

MAYA. Someone knew about me. About the baby. They say they would protect me but for how long? It had to be the same person who helped me out of the pack house. What did they want? Would I be able to meet up with their expectations? I looked at my babies, they were asleep now. I hurt them. They didn't deserve this life I had created for them. I didn't want to cry. Not now. I didn't want to think about it either. So I called one of the ladies, Emma. She loved them. “Where are you headed?” She asked. “I need to get some drugs.” I lied. I couldn't tell them I was going to do the one thing I knew would keep me sane for a little while. Drink. “Alright, be safe!” She kissed the side of my cheek and took the kids with her. I walked to my room to get dressed. I grabbed the wig I used to cover my real identity. I hardly ever showed my ginger curls and my green eyes. Because this was Maya. In Maya Havens, I had hazel contacts and brown hair. As Angela - the slut- I had black conta

MAYA. “What if we can’t undo the harm?” I asked, my voice a whisper. I felt that woman’s pain and it was nerve wrecking. I really didn't know the extent of my damage. How many women I had hurt. The thought of it made my heart drum with dread. “Then we do something small one good thing, for them or someone else. No one has to know about it. Just you, me, and the universe,” he said, his voice still sounding sleeping. “Like a pact?” I asked. He smiled faintly, I could feel his face stretch on my chest. “A pact.” I was smiling in the kitchen, working with Giana who was formulating herbs for our new menu. “You have been smiling all day. Are your new drugs are working well?” Giana asked. I raised my head and she was looking at me. “What?” “You told Emma you were going to get drugs, and you have been smiling ever since you came back.” I scratched the back of my head smiling. “But you didn't come home last night?” Emma stepped in at the same time. Shit. How the hell was I supp