All Chapters of My Alpha Next Door : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~∆~ Kane's POV ~∆~I sit in my car, engine running, waiting for Darren, who's been inside his apartment for the past twenty minutes, supposedly grabbing his overnight bag.But I know what he's really doing. He's stalling, hoping Marcus will show up.It's pathetic, really. Darren keeps trying to act like nothing's wrong, keeps putting on this brave face like he's fine with his mate betraying him. But I can see right through it. The way his eyes keep darting to his phone, checking for messages that never come. The way he flinches every time he hears footsteps in the hallway.He misses Marcus desperately, and it's written all over his face.I've promised myself I won't hurt Marcus or his family because of Darren. My friend doesn't deserve that pain on top of everything else. But Eva? Eva I must punish. There's no question about that.I've been nothing but good to that woman. I welcomed her into the pack when she was found by her family from the territory boundary at five.I made sure no

~∆~ Sophia's POV ~∆~Looking at the man who broke me in so many different ways actually kneeling before me should have made me happy, but I feel no happiness at all.None whatsoever.Because I still remember the man he was before he lost his memory. I still remember how much he loved me, how he would do anything for me, how he looked at me like I was his entire world.The Kane kneeling before me now is a stranger wearing the face of someone I loved. And that hurts more than I want to admit.When Abel stands beside me and puts his arm around my waist, acting like he doesn't know Kane, I make a split-second decision to play along. Even if I don't want to hurt Kane, he humiliated me first. Called me horrible names, treated me like trash, acted like what we had meant nothing.Plus, I saw Eva and her family earlier when we first arrived. Mariah had pulled me aside to warn me that they were here, saying Kane had sent them ahead to represent him until he arrived. So why is he here playing

~∆~ Sophia's POV ~∆~Aramada. That was the name my mom had called this lady standing before me. She looked exactly like my mom. When I had first seen the picture yesterday, I had been so stunned I'd actually gasped. The resemblance was uncanny, down to the shape of their eyes and the curve of their mouths.But where my mother's eyes held warmth, Aramada's were cold. Completely empty."You can't do anything to me," I said to Eva, who was walking menacingly toward me. She looked completely insane, her eyes wild and unfocused."I am not here to do anything to you," Eva replied, and her voice had that sickeningly sweet quality that made my skin crawl. "I am only here to take him away." She gestured to Kane's unconscious form on the bed. "See, I thought about a perfect ending for all of us. And I have decided to listen to Aramada here."She smiled, and it was the smile of someone who'd completely lost touch with reality."Instead of killing you like I had planned, so he wouldn't have to p

~∆~ Kane's POV ~∆~'Shut up,' I shoot back at Ray.'Oh, come on. That performance was Oscar-worthy. "I only remember you, Sophia. My mind only sees you." Really laying it on thick, aren't we?''I said shut up.'But he's right. I never knew I was such a great actor. After all, I remember everything, Eva, the Summit, Abel standing too close to Sophia. My body was giving out before I could hear Sophia's words. But letting Sophia know that? That would complicate things. This way, with her thinking I've forgotten everything except her, maybe I have a chance. Maybe she'll let her guard down. It was a foul game but it was a risk worth taking.We walked in silence for a few minutes, and I thought about what to say to break the silence. I can never understand why I am always at a loss for words when I am with her. "So you can create portals," I asked, finally breaking the silence. I'm genuinely curious about this, even if I'm faking the memory loss.She glances at me, wariness in her eyes

~∆~ Sophia's POV ~∆~The walk to the hotel felt longer than it should have. Every step I took, I was hyper-aware of Kane beside me, his presence, his warmth, the way he kept glancing at me when he thought I wasn't looking.Milwaukee hadn't changed much since I left. The same buildings, the same streets, even some of the same shops I used to frequent were still there. It felt strange that my portal picked here. Does it mean it was felt safest here? When we finally reached a hotel, it was a modest place called Riverside Inn, I was relieved to see it was still standing. I'd passed by it countless times when I lived around, though I'd never actually stayed.We walked into the small lobby, and I immediately noticed the receptionist behind the desk. He was young, maybe in his late twenties, with sandy brown hair and an easy smile. He looked up as we approached, and his smile widened when his eyes landed on me."Good evening," he said cheerfully. "Welcome to Riverside Inn. How can I help y