All Chapters of Alpha Liam: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

Liam:By the time we got home, Anastasia was fast asleep in my arms, her small head tucked against my shoulder, her teddy bear dangling from her hand.She’d fought so hard to stay awake, insisting she wasn’t tired, but the moment we got in the car, she’d slumped against me, completely gone. And though I did not speak of it for a while, I just found it amusing that she was denying something like that when it was clearly obvious. Her mother knew her best, but even she allowed her at the moment seeing it that she was enjoying herself.As I stepped through the front door, Alaria followed close behind, shaking her head with that knowing look only a mother could pull off.“I told you she was exhausted,” she whispered, keeping her voice low so as not to wake the little wolf. “We could have just gone back earlier before she got to the state.”I smirked, adjusting Anastasia in my arms. “Worth it. At least now we know she had a good day. You saw her smile, it was worth every second. Plus, isn't

Liam:The morning came earlier than I expected.And I had to admit, it was hard for me to actually process the fact that it was morning. I did not want to. I just wanted to live with the peace of how we had lived yesterday.The faint glow of the sun slipped past the curtains, brushing across the bed where Alaria was still curled under the blankets. Her breathing was steady, peaceful, the strands of her hair falling across her face.I found myself smiling as I looked at her, knowing that she was at peace, content, and maybe even allowing herself to give in to something that she did not know she needed.For a long moment, I didn’t move. I just looked at her. The woman I’d nearly lost a hundred times over, the woman who had every reason to hate me, was sleeping in my bed again. And I couldn’t bring myself to disturb that peace. I couldn't bring myself to even think about moving, let alone the idea of not having her in my bed again.Carefully, I slipped out of bed, tugging the blanket hig

Claire:She was everywhere.No matter where I looked, no matter how hard I tried to ignore her presence, she was still there.In the halls. In the house. In his eyes.Alaria.Like a shadow I couldn’t erase. A shadow, a memory, a nightmare that wouldn't leave me alone.And when he chose her over me, when he told me to leave so he can be with her, he had crossed the line that he shouldn't have.It was insulting.He had scarred my dignity, my pride, and whatever was left of who I was.I’d waited, given him space, thinking he'd come crawling back. But no. He had fallen deeper into her lap, tangled in the illusion of who Alaria pretended to be. Tangled into the game that she had managed to play on him.And that… was a mistake.The penthouse suite Darius had rented smelled of expensive cologne, bourbon, and trouble. I stood by the window, swirling a glass of wine in my hand, watching the city below glitter like the lie of perfection.“You’re late,” he said without looking up from the couch