All Chapters of Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Vivienne Fox My legs locked tighter around Darius’ waist, breath hitching as he drove into me again, deeper, slower this time. Sweat slicked across his back under my nails. His necklace swung low and brushed my lips, cold and teasing, right before he crushed his mouth to mine. "You drive me insane," he groaned into my lips, voice all gravel and need. "So good, Vienne. Fuck, you’re everything." I gasped against his mouth, fingers tangling in his damp hair. “Then don’t stop. Prove it.” That was all he needed. He snapped his hips forward—harder. The headboard slammed rhythmically against the wall, our gasps syncing, a chorus of fever and filth. One hand tugged my hair, the other gripping my thigh with a bruising hold. “You’re gonna be the death of me,” he muttered, burying his face in my neck. “Try me,” I whispered, smirking as my body arched into his. His rhythm faltered. His breath hitched. “Shit, I’m close.” “Then come,” I challenged, voice wrecked but confident. He did—eyes s

Vivienne 5 years later The Moonlit Gathering held a sacred place in the hearts of the pack members, a yearly event where leaders converged to celebrate their heritage beneath the full moon’s luminous gaze. As I walked alongside my five-year-old son, his small hand firmly clasping mine, memories of the past five years flooded my mind. I had fled to another country, driven by the need to conceal my pregnancy instead of the lie that I made to my friend that I will be there to become a journalist, just to hide everything from Darius, the man who had been my everything until circumstances forced me to leave it all behind. I had made excuses, buried my feelings, and built a new life in New York City. Now, returning for the gathering, it wasn’t to reveal to Darius that he had a son—a secret I had guarded fiercely—but rather to honor a promise to the pack who had once welcomed and supported me — The Lunar Fang Pack. Their belief in my skills as a warrior and their unwavering loyalty touch

Vivienne “Your son . . .” He mumbled under his breath, his voice is deep and husky while looking at my son who’s holding my hand and it makes my heart beat too fast. He’s seemed studying his face. “Yes,” I gasped, chuckling. “It seems like we’re both happy with a child now. We’re not young and naive anymore.” “Where is his father?” He answered differently:. I swallowed hard, the lie already forming on my tongue. I couldn’t tell him. Not here, not now. “His father isn’t here,” I said quietly, averting my gaze, hoping to end this line of questioning before it spiraled out of control. Darius’s anger flared, his jaw tightening as he stepped even closer, towering over me. “Not here?” he repeated, his voice rising with incredulity. “That’s all you have to say? You leave for years, come back with a child, and that’s your answer?” My heart pounded in my chest. I could see the fire in his eyes, the raw emotion he was trying to hold back. “I had my reasons for leaving, Darius,” I said, ke

Vivienne “Moonshadow!?” Alistair jumped up from the couch, eyes wide, face glowing. “That’s where my new friend lives!” The word hits me like a slap. Moonshadow. My chest tightens. I feel something get stuck in my throat, like I swallowed a rock. My hands freeze in place. Daisy turns her head slowly, and I feel her stare. She knows. Of course she does. I stayed with her before I left for New York. She always knew where I came from—even if we never talked about it. And she doesn’t know about my baby because I leave too early. I try to speak, but my lips feel dry. “It seems like your son—” “That’s not possible.” The words come out fast, too sharp. I didn’t mean to snap, but it’s too late. Alistair blinks. “Why not, mummy? I wanna play too…” His voice gets softer, like he knows something’s wrong. My heart aches. It’s like a knife twisting inside me. I hate lying to him. But I can’t let him find out everything. Not yet. I don’t move for a second. Just breathing.

VIVIENNEMy heels echo against the floor as I step into the room, every pair of eyes snapping toward me like I’m the scene they weren’t expecting, but now can’t look away from. Alistair tugs his hand free and runs ahead, plopping beside Lily with a grin that lights him up like a summer sunrise.Zach and I lock eyes. We knew this moment was coming. We planned for it. Practiced every smile. Rehearsed every lie.Daisy and Sebastian know, too. Maybe not everything. But enough.And my eyes can’t help but to end up on Darius’ eyes who’s staring right at my soul. And my wolf knows the tension too.“I’m sorry we’re late,” I say, flashing a grin that doesn't reach my eyes. My voice is sugar. My nerves are steel.Zach bows slightly, always playing the part. “As do I,” he adds.Celestria chuckles softly. “No worries. Please, take your seats.” She gestures with her usual grace, then throws me a wide grin, so wide it feels like a dare.And that’s when I feel it.Darius is watching me.And I make t