บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Chapter 103TROYThe gardens were peaceful in the late afternoon light, the kind of peaceful that made everything from the past few days feel almost surreal. Like maybe I'd imagined the whole nightmare—the clinic, the fear, the desperate belief that I had to handle everything alone.But I hadn't imagined it. It had all been horrifyingly real. And yet, here I was, walking through Elena's beautiful gardens with Lake beside me, watching our sons hold hands as they explored the flower beds ahead of us.Ollie was being so gentle with Julian, his little hand wrapped protectively around my son's smaller one. At five, Ollie was only two years older than Julian's three, but he was taking his role as the "big kid" seriously, pointing out flowers and interesting rocks, making sure Julian didn't trip over the uneven path."He's good with him," I said, nodding toward the boys. "Ollie, I mean. Julian's usually shy around other kids, but he took to Ollie immediately.""Ollie doesn't get much chance

Chapter 105TROYI moved without thinking, putting myself between the men and Lake and the boys. If I could just slow them down, give Lake time to grab the kids and run—"Troy, no!" Lake shouted, but it was too late.Frank Morrison was on me, and I felt the knife before I saw it. White-hot pain exploded in my stomach, stealing my breath and my ability to scream. I looked down and saw red, so much red, spreading across my shirt.I'd been stabbed.Oh God, I'd been stabbed."Troy!" Lake's voice, distant and panicked.I fell to my knees, my hands pressing against my stomach trying to hold everything in. The pain was indescribable, like fire and ice and being torn apart all at once.Through blurring vision, I saw Frank and Samuel grab Lake and Ollie. Lake was fighting, screaming, trying to break free, but Samuel pressed something—a cloth—to Ollie's face and the boy went immediately limp."NO!" Lake screamed, still struggling. "Let him go! Please, please let him go!"But they weren't lettin

Chapter 107LAKEThe implications of his words hit me like a physical blow. He was going to force me back into sex work. Back into the life I'd barely escaped. But this time it would be worse because he had Ollie too. He could use Ollie against me, threaten him, hurt him—"And speaking of picking up where we left off," Samuel continued, his hand moving lower, down my neck, across my collarbone, "I was thinking we should work on giving Ollie a little brother or sister. You're twenty now, right? Prime breeding age. And you've already proven you can carry to term, even if the circumstances were... complicated."My blood ran cold. He couldn't mean—he wouldn't—But the look in his eyes said he absolutely would"No," I said, trying to put every ounce of strength I had into that single word. "No, Samuel. I won't—you can't—""Can't I?" Samuel asked, and his hand was on my chest now, fingers splaying across my shirt, teasing my nipple. "Lake, I can do whatever I want. You're my son, my proper

Chapter 109LAKEOllie's eyes snapped open with a gasp, his whole body jerking like he'd been electrocuted. For a moment, he just stared at the ceiling of the van, confused and disoriented, his chest rising and falling too fast. Then his eyes found me, and I saw the exact moment awareness crashed over him."Mama?" His voice was small and terrified, nothing like the confident boy who'd been holding Julian's hand in the gardens. "Mama, where are we? Where's Mr. Hoppy? I want Mr. Hoppy!""Shh, baby, it's okay," I said, trying to keep my voice calm even though my heart was racing. I couldn't move toward him with my hands tied, couldn't pull him close and shield him from Samuel's presence. All I could do was speak, try to soothe him with words alone. "Mr. Hoppy is... he's safe. He's back at Grandma Elena's house. We'll get him back soon.""Why are we in a van?" Ollie was sitting up now, his eyes darting around the confined space, taking in Samuel sitting too close to me, the boxes, the la

Chapter 111LAKE"I promised not to touch him," Samuel corrected, dragging me toward the open doors. "I didn't say anything about keeping you together. Ollie will be fine in the van for a little while. Won't you, Oliver?""MAMA!" Ollie was screaming now, pure terror in his voice. "Mama, don't leave me! Please don't leave me! MAMA!""I'll come back," I tried to say, but Samuel was already pulling me out of the van, my feet hitting the snow-covered ground. "Ollie, I'll come back! I promise!""Mama! MAMA! NO!"Frank was climbing into the back of the van, and I saw him reaching for Ollie. My baby was still screaming, still fighting, trying to get to me even though he was so much smaller than Frank, so powerless."Samuel, please," I begged, trying to pull against his grip even though it was useless. "Please don't do this. He needs me. He'll hurt himself fighting. Samuel, please, I'll do anything—""You're already doing anything," Samuel reminded me, his grip on my arm bruising. "That was