All Chapters of The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 162RAMONI should have stopped. Should have pushed Lake away, explained that I couldn't do this, that my head was fucked up and I couldn't be trusted. But I didn't. Instead, I pulled Lake closer, kissing him harder, leaving marks on his neck that would definitely bruise.Lake whimpered—that sound I loved, that sound that meant he was overwhelmed with pleasure. But in my mind, it wasn't nineteen-year-old Lake making that sound. It was fourteen-year-old Lake, scared and drugged and seeking comfort.*Stop*, my rational mind screamed. *This is wrong. This is sick. You need to stop.*But I couldn't. My body had taken over, driven by some dark urge I didn't fully understand. I'd completely forgotten about Lake's healing ribs, was grinding against him hard enough that it must have hurt. But Lake just gasped and arched into me, his head falling back.I attacked his exposed throat, leaving more marks, claiming him in a way that felt possessive and wrong and terrifyingly right all at o

Chapter 164LAKEI woke from a dream that left me flushed and aching.In the dream, Ramon and I had been intimate—really intimate, the way we'd been that one perfect time weeks ago before everything fell apart. Before Samuel, before the kidnapping, before whatever invisible wall had gone up between us. In the dream, Ramon had been present and hungry and completely focused on me, his hands and mouth everywhere, his voice rough in my ear telling me all the things he wanted to do to me.It had felt so real that waking up was almost painful.I became aware of warmth against my back, a heavy weight pinning me to the mattress. For one terrifying moment, panic flooded through me. *Samuel*. Samuel had me pinned, was going to hurt me again, was going to—But no. The scent was wrong. This was cedar and alpha and safety. This was Ramon.I forced myself to breathe through the panic, to let logic override the trauma response. I was in Ramon's bed. In our bed. Samuel was in jail. I was safe.The pa

Chapter 166 LAKEThe tenderness of the gesture, the careful way he touched me, was such a stark contrast to the intensity of minutes ago that it made my chest ache."I love you," I said as he finished cleaning me up. "Ramon, I love you so much.""I love you too," he said, and he sounded like he meant it. But there was still that shadow in his eyes, that distance that hadn't quite disappeared despite the intimacy we'd just shared.We dozed for a while, tangled together in the sheets. When I woke again, early morning sunlight was streaming through the windows. Ramon was already awake, staring at the ceiling with that troubled expression he'd been wearing so often lately."What time is it?" I asked, my voice rough from sleep and overuse."Six-thirty," Ramon said. "We should probably get up. Ollie will be awake soon."Right. Ollie. Our son, who I could hear starting to stir in his room down the hall.I tried to sit up and immediately regretted it. My ribs protested sharply, and I was sor

Chapter 168RAMON"Yes," I said firmly. "Because at least this way, he doesn't have to know that I'm—that I'm the monster who got him pregnant at fourteen. At least he can still think of that unnamed alpha as someone kind, someone gentle. He doesn't need to know it was me all along.""Ramon—" Rafael started, but I cut him off."No. I'm not telling Lake. Not now. Not ever. That's my final decision."The room fell silent. My brothers exchanged glances, some silent communication passing between them."What happened this morning?" Rhodes asked suddenly. "Ramon, you smell like Lake. Like sex. Did you—did you two—""That's none of your business," I said, but I could feel heat rising to my face."It is our business when you're spiraling," Rhodes said. "Did you sleep with Lake this morning? After everything you've been saying about not being safe around him?"I didn't answer, but my silence was answer enough."Fuck," Romeo breathed. "Ramon, what were you thinking?""I wasn't thinking," I admi

Chapter 170LAKEI didn't know where I was going.My feet were moving, carrying Ollie and me down the driveway, away from Ramon's house—away from what I'd thought was our home. But I had no destination in mind. No plan. No idea what came next.All I knew was that I had to get away. Had to put distance between myself and the man who'd been lying to me for a week. The man who'd gotten me pregnant when I was fourteen years old and never said a word."Mama, where are we going?" Ollie asked between sobs, his face pressed against my neck. "Why did we leave? Why was everyone yelling?""We just need to go, baby," I said, my voice shaking. "We need to—we need some space.""But I don't want space," Ollie cried. "I want Papa. Mama, please, can we go back? I want to go back home."Home. Was it even our home? Or had it been a prison all along, just with prettier bars than Samuel's? Had Ramon planned all of this from the beginning? Finding us at the beach, pulling us from the water, bringing us int