All Chapters of The Alpha’s Pretty Mistake: Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

KolI had given the final instructions to my remaining soldiers. Elias stood beside me, folding his arms and listening and nodding in approval every now and then.“We double perimeter watch at all entry points. Two shifts at a time. I don’t want a single blind corner,” I ordered.“Yes, Alpha,” a few of the warriors chorused before fanning out.Elias remained, still watching me. His expression wasn’t unreadable, if anything, it said too much. Fatigue, quiet satisfaction, and something else... the wear of loss. Maybe he saw it in me too.“You know,” he said after a pause, “when we first met... I never thought you’d lead this pack through hell and come out standing.”I gave him a side glance. “Neither did I.”Elias chuckled. “It’s not just surviving, though. You made the hard calls. You took the heat. You walked away when it cost you. You still came back.”“That’s what leaders are supposed to do,” I said, though my voice lacked conviction.“No,” Elias said, shaking his head. “That’s what

AriaI followed the older woman through the front door. My footsteps were quite hesitant as my heart hammered so loud enough that I could hear it echo in my ears.The house was modest, not worn down, not pristine either. It was just the kind of place that had seen quiet mornings and careful love… something Lira probably never saw since I left for boarding school. There was a blanket on the couch, clearly a child’s. Crayons scattered on the floor. A plate on the table was covered with the crumbs of toast and eggs. The air in the home smelled homely. The woman then gestured towards the couch. “Please, sit.”I did, barely trusting my legs to hold me any longer.“I’m Anna,” she said, settling into the chair across from me. “I suppose… you’re here for him.”I opened my mouth, then closed it again. “Him?”She smiled sadly. “The boy.”As if on cue, he came out into the living room. The little boy, no older than four, with shaggy dark hair and piercing grey eyes, eyes that looked… familiar.

AriaIt was already getting late. I glanced out the window, and it had appeared that I’d stayed too long. Anna had prepared dinner late and offered I stayed to eat. She managed to get me to eat while she prepared Emory to sleep.I sat alone in the dinning room, staring at Emory’s milestones Anna had up on the walls. Emory really looked like his parents, Lira and Kol. He was a beautiful kid. Kol would be happy to have him if I was being honest with myself. But some selfish part of me… didn’t want that. Didn’t want that Kol would be happy with the child of the woman who killed my own child and took away my ability to ever give birth.Then I heard footsteps. “I should go,” I said softly, mostly to myself as I stood from the couch. The weight in my chest was already unbearable.Anna, who had returned from Emory’s room after helping him into pyjamas, turned toward me with a warm but firm expression. “You should at least stay a little longer. Talk to him. He likes you already.”I hesitated