All Chapters of My Alpha And Son Want Me Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Damon POVThe moment Lena had come around the corner of that hallway, I had felt the air change.She didn’t need to say a word as she approached Noah and I. I could already sense her thoughts racing, her eyes darting between me and our son. That was the problem with her, she was always overanalyzing too much. Every glance, every silence, every omission.I didn’t want her here. Not with Noah around and certainly not while Celeste was visiting.Celeste had always been a bright flame in my youth—radiant, ambitious, perfect in the eyes of the Royalcrest Pack as their princess. Once, I’d thought I loved her. Now, she was just a piece on the board. An alliance, a bridge I had to build to secure my Pack’s survival.Whatever we once were, that was gone.But Lena didn’t know that, nor did I ever want her to. Things were already too complicated between us as it was. What was the sense in adding her onto my already full plate?My gaze flicked away from the door to her.She looked fragile standin

Lena POVMaya’s hands folded over mine, her voice gentle but firm. “You don’t have to keep living like this, Lena. You’re wasting away here. I could talk to the Head Healer at the hospital. They’re always short-staffed. With what you know, you’d be useful there. Respected.”Respected… the word echoed inside me, tolling like a bell in an old, abandoned church.I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to be seen that way. When I was younger, studying herbs, dreaming of becoming a Healer before Damon swept me into his shadow, I had so many dreams of what my life would be like in the future.Never in my wildest ones did I ever imagine my life turning into this kind of a mess.“I…” The idea stirred something long buried inside me, a yearning that felt dangerously like hope.A job. My own purpose. A chance to be more than the invisible shadow following my son day in and day out. What would it mean to be something more than the forgotten nd rejected mother I was now?But just as soon as that d

Lena POVThe silence after my words was heavy and suffocating.For the first time since I’d known him, Damon’s mask cracked. It was slight, only a flicker, but I saw it. The shock that rippled across his face before fury slammed down like a blade, sealing it away.“Stop. Speaking.”The command rumbled out of him like thunder rolling through mountains. His power spilled into the room in waves, crashing into me, pinning me where I stood. The air itself seemed to bend to him, his Alpha authority thick and unrelenting.It was more than sound. His voice was dominance sharpened to a weapon, an instinctive chain that wrapped around my throat and squeezed until I could no longer breathe. My knees shook under the weight of it.Instinct screamed at me to lower my head, bare my throat, submit.But I didn’t.Not this time.I refused to bow, refused to stay silent any longer.I dragged air into my lungs, forcing the words up from my chest even as every nerve screamed in protest. “You can’t silence

Damon POVCeleste leaned back in my chair, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her golden hair gleaming like spun sunlight under the lamplight.“Just so you know, my father is… difficult to get along with. He has his moods. His wolf is unstable. Some even say deranged. It’s why he keeps close to my mother. She grounds him. Without her, he’d be impossible.” Her voice carried that careful mixture of pride and apprehension she always used when talking about him.I listened, my expression carefully schooled. She wasn’t telling me anything I hadn’t already heard. Rumors of the Royal Alpha’s volatility had spread across packs for years. He was powerful, unpredictable, dangerous in ways most Alphas could only dream of.But now he was coming here, and I had to win him over for the sake of the alliance.For the sake of the Pack.Celeste’s lips curved faintly. “To secure his favor, you’ll have to tread carefully. Show him strength, but not arrogance. Respect, but not submission. And above all,

Lena POVThe word daughter echoed in my mind, rattling around like a bell that wouldn’t stop ringing. Each strike reverberated through my chest, into my very marrow until I couldn’t tell if the trembling in my hands came from him or from me.No one had ever called me that before.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe evenly through the mask, my lungs aching with each inhale. “You must be mistaken. I’m not… I’m just a Healer.”The lie felt bitter on my tongue.But the old man—his voice weak, his face deeply lined with age and grief—clutched harder at his chest. His eyes grew wet with unshed tears as they bore into mine with unnerving intensity. “No… no, I saw it. Those eyes… they’re hers.”“Maya,” I said quickly, my gaze snapping to my friend. “He’s confused. Possibly delirious.”Her lips were pressed tight, her eyes darting between us with an unease she didn’t try to hide. I wanted her to say something, anything to break the spell this moment had cast over me. But she didn’t.An