บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Salvatore: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 284

Lia:They brought them closer.Marcel put his hand on my lower back, holding me upright as if I would break with the slightest of movement.I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder, purring softly as a sign of gratitude. He kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger there for a second before he pulled away to look down at me.Aria placed our son in my arms first.He was heavier than he looked. Warm. Real.I stared at him, afraid to blink. His tiny mouth moved in his sleep, brows furrowed slightly as if already disapproving of something in this world. I had to fight back laughing at the sight, knowing well that he was going to turn out much like his father.Marcel leaned closer, one large hand hovering uncertainly before finally brushing a finger along our son’s cheek.“He looks serious,” he murmured.I smiled faintly. “He just fought his way into the world. And he reminds me of a certain Alpha who seems to find it harder to accept anything in this world.”Marcel’s lips twitched, but

Lia:The garden had changed since the fire.Or maybe I had.The roses had been replanted. The stone path restored. The fountain repaired. But there was something softer about it now, like the place itself had survived something terrible and chosen to bloom anyway.Much like us.“Go,” Luna Isobel had told me earlier, a faint smile on her lips. “He’s been pacing holes into the grass for the last half hour.”I had laughed.“He’s nervous?” I asked. “That only spells chaos if he is.”She lifted a brow. “You forget who raised him, and you tend to forget that things like this are not really part of what he wants to do.”I hesitated at the doorway for a second before turning back to her.“Thank you… Mama.”The word had slipped out naturally.It always did now.For a moment, her composure had cracked, just slightly. She liked it when I called her that. Even when she tried to pretend she didn’t.“Go,” she repeated gently. “Before he wears the poor garden down to dirt. He might come and get you