All Chapters of The Alpha Of My Heart: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Alethea Seeing my boy again feels like the best thing in the world right now. I’ve missed him so much—missed telling him bedtime stories, tucking him into bed, and just being around him.Seeing him again, I can't help but compare his face to Asher's. I've been so close to Asher that I've memorized every striking feature.He clings to me with his tiny arms wrapped around my neck, I breathe in his scent. It calms me, easing the emotional storm I’ve been through back at Redwood.It’s good to be home. But just as I’m sharing the moment with my son, I look up and notice Amelia stepping out of the house. Her eyes darted from my dad to Selena, then back again, it's filled with curiosity and something I can’t quite place.I stop in my tracks, still holding my boy, and turn to see what’s going on. My dad is staring directly at Amelia, with an intense look anyone will be uncomfortable with. It's like he’s trying to solve a puzzle that doesn’t fit. There’s something in his gaze that makes my

Asher Watching Ally leave the Redwood Pack is the most painful thing I’ve ever had to endure. I know I can’t make her stay, and I know deep down she doesn’t want anything to do with me. Her eyes, filled with hatred and betrayal, haunt me every time I think about that moment. My heart tightens painfully in my chest, the memory of her glaring at me so vivid it feels like it just happened.That night, her emotions ran high through the mate bond. I want to chase after her, to protect her from whatever dangers might be lurking in the woods, to tell her that I would do anything to fix this. But Liam steps in, with his hand firm on my shoulder. “Selena is with her,” he says softly. “She’ll take care of Ally.” I lower my head in defeat, my wolf growling in frustration as I turn back toward the packhouse. Every instinct screams at me to go after Ally, but I know Liam is right. Selena is strong, and she’ll keep Ally safe. As if the Goddess herself has heard my silent prayer, I feel a sh

Alethea The past week has been an emotional roller coaster, and I feel like I’m slowly losing my sanity. Everything is falling apart. I have no job to go to anymore. My superiors at work found out about what happened at the Redwood Pack, and without a second thought, they dismissed me. Just like that. No warning. No chance to explain myself. It hurts deeply to know that after all the years I dedicated to that company, they couldn’t even give me the benefit of the doubt. But nothing hurts more than watching Declan suffer. Every night, he cries in his sleep, calling out for his father. His little voice, broken and desperate, makes my chest tighten with unbearable pain. I can’t just stand by and do nothing. Right now, I clutch him tightly to my chest, whispering soothing words as he screams in his sleep, his tiny body trembling. His eyes are still closed, lost in whatever nightmare plagues him. My heart shatters into pieces. "Selena, please," I choke out through my sobs, holdi

AletheaHarvey smiles brightly as if he didn’t just grip my wrist a moment ago. Maybe he thinks acting casual will put me at ease, but he’s doing a terrible job. The spot where he grabbed me still stings, and I instinctively rub my wrist, trying to soothe the lingering pain. "I'm sorry about that," he says, flashing an apologetic smile as he scratches the back of his head. I cross my arms and glare at him. "What the hell was that for? If you have something to say, just say it." He exhales sharply. "I just wanted to ask you a few questions." "Okay, I’m listening," I say, impatience lacing my voice. "Are you a werewolf?" he asks, his gaze locked onto mine, searching for answers. I nearly rolled my eyes. Seriously? He dragged me out here just to ask if I’m a werewolf. "Why do you ask?" I say cautiously, not confirming or denying anything. "I'm sorry if I’m intruding," he says, his voice softer this time. "It’s just… there’s something about you that feels off. You don’t f

Asher"Get to work immediately," I say with a firm tone.She stiffens at my words, her body going rigid before she slowly turns around. I know she recognizes my voice—even in her dreams, she would. But right now, my expression remains cold, unreadable. I’m here for business, nothing more. Yet, as my gaze sweeps over her, my resolve wavers. She’s wearing a sleek black dress that hugs her body in all the right places, her curves accentuated with every movement. Damn it, Ally is a walking temptation. My cock twitch in my pants reacts instantly, heat pooling in my gut, but I shove the feeling aside. Her eyes burn with fire, the same fierce defiance she had the day she walked out of Redwood. I know she hates me. And honestly? I don’t blame her. But damn it, after all this time, I’d hoped she might have at least considered forgiveness. "Excuse you?" she snaps, crossing her arms. "I should get back to work? And you’re telling me this as my what, exactly?" I keep my hands tucked in