Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Chapter 92RHODES"You didn't trap me with Sophia," I said, my voice rising despite my efforts to stay calm. "Troy, I showed up at that clinic because I wanted to. Because the thought of you going through an abortion alone, scared and hurting—it was unbearable. Not because I felt obligated, but because even then, after one night, I knew you were special. I knew I wanted to know you, to be part of your life, to see where things could go.""But if I hadn't been pregnant—""If you hadn't been pregnant, maybe we would have taken longer to figure things out," I conceded. "Maybe we would have dated like normal people, taken time to get to know each other without the pressure of impending parenthood. But Troy, we would have gotten here eventually. Because what we have—it's not built on accidents or obligations. It's built on love."He was crying harder now, his whole body shaking with sobs. "I don't know how to believe you. I want to, Rhodes. I want to so badly. But there's this voice in my

Chapter 94OLLIEI woke up when the sun was just starting to come through the window, making everything look orange and pretty. Mama was still sleeping beside me in the big bed, and Ramon was on the other side of Mama, his arm wrapped around Mama's middle. They both looked really tired, and I remembered why.Yesterday had been scary. Really, really scary.I'd thought Mama left me. I'd thought he wasn't coming back. My tummy had hurt so bad, and my chest had felt tight, and I couldn't breathe right. Everything had felt wrong, like the world was ending and I was all alone.But Mama came back. He promised he'd always come back.I looked at him now, at the way his face was soft and peaceful in sleep, and something in my chest felt warm but also kind of achy. I'd scared him yesterday too. I knew I had because I'd seen his face when I was crying outside, when I couldn't stop screaming and my breath wouldn't come right.I didn't want to scare Mama anymore. Mama needed to sleep and rest and n

Chapter 96 OLLIE"That's pretty, Ollie," Sophia said, looking at my painting. "It looks like the ocean. Or maybe the sky."I looked at it again. Maybe it did look like the ocean. The ocean where Mama and I had gone into the water that one time, before Ramon saved us. But that was a scary memory, so I tried not to think about it too much."It's the sky," I decided. "With the sun." I added a yellow circle in the corner to make it official.We painted for a long time, and it was nice. Quiet but not too quiet. The other kids talked and laughed, but it wasn't overwhelming. It was just... normal. Like how things were supposed to be.I was working on my third painting—this one was definitely dinosaurs—when I heard footsteps on the stairs. My whole body went tense, my heart speeding up, because what if Mama was awake and looking for me and got scared that I wasn't there?But it was just Uncle Troy and Uncle Rhodes. They looked tired, but Uncle Troy was holding Uncle Rhodes's hand, and they

Chapter 98OLLIEHypervigilant. That was a big word. I didn't know what it meant, but it sounded like something doctors said."Come on," Grandma Elena said gently. "Let me make you some coffee and breakfast. You must be starving.""I should get dressed first," Mama said, looking down at Ramon's shirt. "I just ran down here in—""Nobody cares," Aunt Sarah interrupted, smiling. "Lake, we're family. You could come down in your underwear and we wouldn't bat an eye.""Please don't," Uncle Rafael said, making a face. "I don't need that visual with my morning coffee.""Rafael!" Aunt Michelle smacked his arm, but she was laughing.Mama laughed too, just a little bit, and I felt something relax in my chest. When Mama laughed, even small laughs, it meant things were okay. It meant the scary stuff was getting smaller."Can I finish my T-Rex first?" I asked, looking at my painting. "Before we eat? I'm almost done with the spikes."Mama looked at me like I'd said something amazing. "You want to fi

Chapter 100LAKEI couldn't stop watching him.Ollie was across the room, sitting at the painting table with Sophia and David and Julian, all of them chattering excitedly about their collaborative masterpiece. His small hands were covered in paint—blue and green and yellow—and there was a smudge of red on his cheek that he'd gotten somehow. Mr. Hoppy sat propped against a cup of paintbrushes, dutifully supervising as always.And Ollie was laughing. Actually laughing, his face lit up with genuine joy as David said something that made all the kids crack up.I'd woken up this morning in a complete panic. The bed had been empty beside me except for Ramon, and my first thought—my immediate, visceral thought—had been that Ollie was gone. That yesterday's terror had somehow manifested into reality, that he'd disappeared or been taken or decided he didn't want to be with me anymore.I'd torn through the house in Ramon's shirt, not even thinking about getting dressed, my heart hammering so har