All Chapters of From Heartbreak To Stepmom: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Alison POV Lessons ended a few seconds ago and I dashed to the dining room to find something for myself and the hungry pups in my belly. Food wasn’t ready yet, and as I sulked by the dining table waiting for my meal, I heard the engine of Ralph’s car out in the driveway. My face lit up. Why was he back this early? Was he trying to make up for all the lunches he had missed? Great! He better be here because I miss him, and when I miss him, I start to have a bad attitude. I kept waiting but I didn’t hear him walk through the hallway or go up the stairs. Now I was starting to get nervous, what could’ve gone wrong? Why didn’t he come and see me? I couldn’t take the torture anymore so I jolted out of my seat and within the next minute or two, I was in the driveway. Ralph’s car was in the driveway with the back door open, he had leaned forward with his head against the headrest of the front seat and one leg out of the car. He didn’t lift his head to look at me which indicated that

Ralph’s POV Alison doesn’t know it yet but I’m not only afraid of what the netizens might do to her once the whole truth comes out. I’m also afraid that with the way things are going, journalists will find her profile and put her identity out there and her father will find her, everything Charlotte has worked so hard to protect would go down the drain. Then there’s Melody’s offer to help me quiet things down, I don’t want to take it though it sounds great. Melody just wants to find her way back into my life for her own selfish reasons. I know allowing her to help me would open a door I have closed and I don’t want that, but when I looked at Alison she seemed to be urging me to accept Melody’s help. She nodded in approval, but I don’t want to bite more than I can chew, so I prepared to reject her offer but she spoke first, “It’s fine Alpha, if you don’t want to meet my demands, I will still help you because I love you.” She said saving me the stress of having to reject or accep

Alison’s POVRalph lay his head on my chest as we both lay in his bed. I ruffled his hair and gently massaged his scalp. He was so quiet that I almost thought he was asleep until I heard him purring. He lifted his head from my chest and drew me close to him.“I hope you know Melody is lying, we broke up and we’re not on good terms…” He blurted out and I chuckled,“I know, you don’t have to worry about that.” I calmly replied, tracing his chiseled cheekbones with my fingers. “I’m happy, you know why?”“Why?”“Tomorrow we will have successfully begun ourSecond month of pregnancy and I’m glad that we’ve gone through it so smoothly.” I said.Ralph grinned, “I bought you a gift and planned on giving it to you tomorrow, now that you mentioned it, it feels like I'm only giving you a gift because you mentioned it.”My eyes twinkled with joy as my lips stretched to both ends of my face and my heart pounded with gladness. Ralph is so thoughtful. He’s keeping track of every step of this journey

Ralph’s POVI woke up before Alison did and crept out to get her gifts. It wasn’t anything too extreme. I just got her a pregnancy robe, some soft and cozy slippers that would be easy on her feet, and a pillow. She’s about to get heavier, and she would need these things. I also figured that she would need new clothes, too, so I decided to discuss that with her at breakfast. That reminds me, I’m making her breakfast this morning.Her mother says she loves a warm glass of milk and some toast, so I’m making some cinnamon French toast and some warm chocolate milk beverage to wash it down. “Ralph?” Mike stepped into the kitchen looking a bit shocked. “I know you can cook but… You never do it even for yourself. What happened?”“Love happened…” I winked at him. He smirked, “I love to see you in love but I can’t help but worry for you and her.”I frowned wondering what there was for Alison to worry about.“Why do you worry about her? I won’t let the pack come after her” I said.“No it’s not

Alison POVI sat in the backseat of Ralph’s car feeling anxious, I don’t know what’s wrong but I don’t feel good. I feel sick. I felt like throwing up, which was not a good idea considering the fact that we were still at the hospital and paparazzi were still hawking around waiting for their next prey.I don’t want to put Ralph in trouble, everyone is making big sacrifices for him and looking out for him, if I can’t do any of that the least I could do is not get him in trouble. Yet I feel funny; the breakfast we had seems looming over my chest and throat. When the taste in my mouth got salty I knew what was about to happen, I tapped the driver,“Do you have a plastic bag, I feel like throwing up.” He started searching through the glove compartment without any further questions but I couldn’t wait any longer, I flung the door open and threw up all over the gravel in the parking lot. Just when I thought I would be relieved, I felt the pressure on my chest again, I couldn’t control it, a