All Chapters of Alpha's Impostor Bride: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Leanna AveryIt takes me three days to recover.Maya is a constant presence in my home, refusing to leave me by myself. “What if you fall over in the bathroom or something else happens to you? Jerry told me your insides are still healing. No, I’m not going anywhere.”Maya and Jerry are not the only ones keeping an eye on me. Cedric has stationed himself outside my house, in the large park across the road. He doesn’t try to come inside like I expected he would, though. It’s more like he’s watching over us.“Hmm. I thought he would force his way in, like last time,” Maya muses over breakfast. “By the way, he’s the one who kicked that hole in your door. How’d you get it fixed so fast?”I shrug. “I have a contact. They replaced the whole thing last night while you were in the shower.”Maya studies me, eating her muesli. “Is it just me or are you a little too calm about your ex stalking you like this? I’d be blowing a gasket and calling the police. And then there’s all the meat he keeps dr

“We never agreed to that.”“The terms have changed,” I respond firmly. The king of the Human Wolf Kingdom gives me a wary look, and I continue. “You dragged me into this, Erik. You’re the reason Cedric knows about Finn and why he’s threatening to take my son from me. You said you would protect us from him. Unless you’re backing out—”“I’m not,” Erik says hurriedly. “I’m not. You have my word.”“You fucking bastard!” Furious, Cedric is about to leap at him, but I step in his path, blocking his way.“That’s enough!”He freezes, his fist suspended in mid-air.“This is my decision,” I tell him. “Not yours. I am not your subject or your prisoner anymore, Cedric. Get that through your head. Whatever you’re trying to do isn’t going to work. So, stop it before I decide to take Finn and disappear. This time, I’ll make sure you’re never able to find us.”His face turns white, and he lowers his fist. “You wouldn’t do that.”“Try me.”“I’m his father!” Cedric’s voice is filled with anguish, and i

Harriet nods slowly.The pleased look in Finn’s eyes doesn’t help me relax. “Why don’t you go clean up, and then we’ll have dinner,” I suggest firmly.“But I wanna know—”“Finn.”“Fine,” he complains. “Can my grandmother stay for dinner?”“If she wants to, sure.”“I would love to,” Harriet replies sweetly. “Now, hurry up and do what your mother says so we can eat.”Finn rushes off without another word, and I give Harriet an impressed look. “It normally takes me half an hour to convince him to do his chores. From the moment he learned how to talk, I swear the first thing he did was argue with me. Everything is a negotiation with him. And I know he didn’t get that from me.”“No,” Harriet laughs. “He definitely got that from his father. Cedric was the same way. Stubborn to a fault. So, Finn not only looks like his father but acts like him, as well. He’s going to be a handful.”My lips curve upward. “Well, he’s my handful, and I’m grateful for him.”Harriet’s own smile dims. “Do you reall

Reluctantly, I sit down beside him. Since this is a residential area and it’s late in the evening, most families have settled down for the night, so the street and the park are empty. It’s quiet out here, and the street lamps are the only source of light.Cedric opens the Tupperware and sniffs it.“It’s not poisoned,” I say brusquely.He glances at me. “I didn’t say it was. I was just smelling it. Didn’t know you could cook.”“I can cook just fine. Finn’s well fed, isn’t he?” I don’t know why I’m being so rude. I feel defensive and irritated.“I’m sure my son has a strong stomach, like me.” There’s a hint of pride in Cedric’s voice, and he takes a bite of the roasted meat. “This is good.” When I see that he looks surprised by this, I bristle, and his lips twist in a smirk. “You look like an angry cat.”“Excuse me?!”His smile fades. “Was that the wrong thing to say?”“I’m not a cat.”“I didn’t say you were. I only meant—”“Just eat,” I say tightly.He plucks out a potato and chews it.

I stare at the ground, not knowing what to do. I’m not as cultured as Erik; I never received that type of education. I’m well aware that I’m not the most tactful person in a room. My whole life, I’ve only known the battlefield. I never got a chance to receive the formal royal education that my father had received when he was a boy. The elders wanted to control me, to use my inexperience and naivety to rule through me.Harriet tried her best to shield me, but she was a mere maid. She couldn’t protect me. But Harriet had held another role during my parents reign, so she had enough resources to send me to the border to fight without alerting the elders. She remained at the castle, sending me letters and teaching me politics through our correspondence. I don’t know how she managed it, but she held the kingdom together for the two years I was at the border. It was the one place where I was safe from the elders, who were too scared to step foot there unless surrounded by guards.Harriet has