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Accidental Alpha’s Bride Salvatore’s POV Chapter Seventy-Two “Hold on buddy I’m not her lover.” “Swear you never lusted over her?” I tightened my grip and saw him choke his face turning into red tomatoes. “Hell no! No!” He managed to voice out. I let go and he recovers arranging his clothes in order as he cuts me a mad glare. “I told you I don’t know where she lives and her number is switched off. I don't think violence would help your case.” “Who the fuck are you to tell me what’s helping or not I got evidence she came to see you in this town so you better start talking before things get really messier.” “She came to seek answers from a locket my father made ages ago while he was alive and that’s why the number I had of her has been switched off ever since.” “How do you know that?” “To know her current findings that’s all she’s very pretty but I don’t hit on my clients.”“Can I go now?” He adds glancing on his wristwatch. “I have a date with a pretty damsel and

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Seventy-Four Salvatore’s POV (One month later)I swipe my gaze to the calendar on the wall and a deep sigh escapes my lips. “Twenty-minutes.” He clicked the timer as I walked into the special ward my wife was kept in. The extreme paleness of her skin didn’t seem to have an effect on her beauty. She laid quietly, motionless; her bump grew bigger the last time I visited. The doctor was experienced to handle a complex case as a pregnant mother in coma, coupled with regular tests to determine the safety of the child as we currently know they’re out of danger and my child is safe and nourished. But she hasn’t shown recovery symptoms days turn to weeks and months and the doctor brought it to my attention during my visiting days on being forced to save our baby and let her go but I’ll never give up on my wife never would I sign the agreement to end her life. Angel is my life, the source that births good things into my soul. How can I cut the ro

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Seventy-Six Angel’s POVThe gentleman I met a few weeks ago has been consistently showing up at the house bearing gifts and helping around the house. Yesterday he fixed a broken pipe that took two plumbers' difficulties but he did it in under minutes. Elle likes him around but my preference doesn’t matter. He’s strange, incredibly cute and male in every sense of the word he smells like trouble and when he stares at me my whole word melts like a whiff of cream. His scent smells familiar. I don’t know why and how but it feels I’ve known him before somewhere, or someplace but still it doesn’t write off how creepy he makes me feel. Elle took me for doctor visits as a follow up to the incident- the fall incident where coco spilled water on the floor that left me hospitalized for a month. The doctor did some checkups, and relayed some personal information to Elle which I don’t understand why he has to be discreet about sharing informa

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Seventy-Eight Angel’s POV “Leave me alone!” I woke up with a loud voice, sweat pouring from my forehead soaking my dress. My chest rising and falling in fear as I breathe loudly clutching my chest. “Baby what’s the matter?” “I had a nightmare?” My eyes flared at the clock odd 12 minutes past 6 am. “Can you tell me about this nightmare?” She sat beside me rubbing my back. “A strange man kept pursuing to hurt me and my baby. I kept running but he wouldn't stop coming after me and when I tripped and fell he raised his gun to shoot.” I could picture his blurred face but his body was in full display, thin, pasty pale that I felt I knew him from somewhere and he roared with mean laughter no matter how far a distance I covered he was a step close to harm. Who is this strange man? “You’ll be fine, no one will hurt you. I'll go to the cops concerning a threat to your life. We can't take this for granted. I’ll cancel my plan for

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Eighty Angel’s POV “Angel…” My gaze turned to the gun and back to her gripped fingers closing on to the trigger. Her grip loosens, her features turn into a comic smile. “We were having a chat…” “A chat with a gun pointed to his head?” Salvatore winks at me with a lopsided smile. “Thanks for your time Miss I hope we enjoy more time together soon. It’s late, see you later.” He grabbed his jacket and walked out of the house. “I don’t believe the chat rhetoric mom. Your medication isn’t in your room. You made me go because you wanted to have a conversation with Salvatore to the extent you pointed a loaded gun at him?” “He isn’t safe for you…” “Last time you opened my mind to learning about his condition and the trauma he suffered after losing his child and wife. Why should I grow hostile and throw him off? Being nice to him wouldn’t hurt.” “Yes but he’s insane! Trust your mother and avoid him. He’s not up to no good.” She alm