บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Of My Heart: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

AletheaIt has been two weeks, and honestly, they haven't been my best. I miss Selena. I miss my boy so damn much. Every moment with him, seeing his smile, holding him close, staring into his innocent eyes, I long for it.Kayla has been my rock, my saving grace. Sometimes, I wonder if she is more than just a friend, maybe she's my guardian angel. She sees right through me, sensing my emotions before I even voice them, and she always tries to lift my spirits. But Shirley... Shirley has been a thorn in my flesh. She has made my stay here unbearable, and there are moments when I regret coming at all. Yet, every time that regret creeps in, I remind myself why I came. I think about Asher, about the strong conviction that led me here. He is my mate, the father of my child. I can't just walk away, not when there's still so much unresolved between us. Though we haven't defined where we stand in our relationship, I know there is still something there. But Asher has been so busy. His day

AletheaXena begins pacing in my head, purring at his presence, but I refuse to acknowledge it. I nearly rolled my eyes. He doesn't get to just show up, act like some macho Alpha, and expect me to melt at the sight of him. "Hi," I mutter, keeping my voice indifferent as I walk over to the dresser. I start taking off my earrings, focusing on the simple task instead of giving him even a glance. The air in the room shifts, heavy with his presence. I know he's fuming, the tension rolling off him in waves is enough to suffocate me. But I don't care. Let him be mad. I feel his gaze burning into my back, drilling holes into me, but I pretend not to notice. That is, until he moves. In a swift second, he's right behind me, his hand pressing firmly onto my shoulder. The warmth of his skin against mine sends an electric jolt through me, and those stupid, familiar sparks explode across my skin like wildfire. Damn it. Xena practically purrs at the proximity of our mate, but I keep my expr

Alethea I look up at him as he slowly nods as if confirming what he just said. "Yes, Ally. I want you to come to work for me. You were efficient when you worked as my assistant, I can't deny that." His words catch me off guard. I've been thinking about how I don't want to stay idle. I even considered working at the daycare. But working with Asher? That's something I never imagined. Slowly, I shake my head. "No, Asher. I can't work with you." His expression tenses. I see the frustration in his eyes as he searches mine, looking for something, some kind of answer. "Is it because you still haven't forgiven me?" he asks quietly. I take a deep breath, forcing the words out. "It takes time, Asher." He exhales, rubbing the back of his neck, then meets my gaze with determination. "I want you with me in all my meetings, with the council elders, with every important person I have dealings with. I need you, Ally." I hesitate, but deep down, I know there's nothing to think about. I want h

AletheaI keep walking, fully aware that she's following behind me. I know the game she played yesterday, and I refuse to give her the satisfaction of thinking she's gotten under my skin. "Who are you to Asher?" she demands, her voice laced with anger. Now, that catches my attention. A giggle escapes me as I stop and slowly turn around, my gaze locking onto hers. I take a step forward, and she instinctively takes a step back. I keep advancing until her back is pressed against the wall. Then I look into her eyes, really look. And there it is. She talked to Ryder. She knows he's coming, and she expected me to be covered in his scent. She wanted Asher to find out and lose his mind. That was her plan. But now, seeing that it didn't work, she's pissed. "Do I intimidate you?" I finally respond, my voice calm but sharp. "Is that why you're so desperate to know who I am?" Her lips press into a thin line, but she doesn't answer. "I guess you've asked around," I continue, "and no one g

AletheaThey all stare at Asher like he has lost his mind as if the words coming from his mouth make no sense. But I understand now. I finally see why he has been distant, why he has buried himself in pack matters. For weeks, he has been tightening security, making sure every warrior is trained to their limit. He knew this was coming. And yet, despite everything, they still hesitate. "As allies, we made a vow to protect each other," Asher reminds them, his voice steady but filled with fire. "We promised to stand together, to fight for one another. And I will die before I let harm come to my pack." I can see the fear in their eyes. They don't want to get involved. They don't want to fight. I clench my jaw, biting my cheek to stop myself from standing up and calling them what they are-cowards. Asher's patience snaps. "So, what's it going to be? Are you going to stand and fight, or will you sit here debating Maya's death while the real enemy prepares to take everything from us?" The