All Chapters of Tangled with both father and son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Alpha Bambam “What’s a pretty damsel like you doing out here alone at this unholy hour?” I asked, my eyes scanning the little beauty before me. She looked so fragile, and I didn’t know if it was the dim light cast on me or the fact that I was already close to being drunk. “I figured I’m standing in your way. Maybe I should…” “Shh…” I stopped her before she could finish. “How about I lead you in myself? You look so worn out already.” “That would be nice,” she replied without a second’s delay. I gasped inwardly and led her in, blocking the mind link when Lucas tried to stop me. He was already waiting by the car. I didn’t care that I was half drunk when I ordered another bottle of champagne. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to drink away the sorrow coating my heart. Not that I had ever drunk this much before. But desperate times called for desperate measures. The little damsel before me didn’t say no, nor resist when I touched her lips, sipping the liquid that trailed from the corner

Four Years Later “Madam, we’re sorry, but you can’t have this site,” the lady at the counter said sadly. This was the fourth time this was happening to me, and for a brief moment, I wondered who could be behind it all. Had I wronged anyone in my past that I was unaware of? Because it was glaringly obvious that something was wrong. It couldn’t be a mere coincidence that every site I booked to start my small fashion school was taken from me at the last moment. Feeling utterly dejected, I booked a cab and left the registration stand, heading home. It wasn’t big, nor was it small, just a modest place on the outskirts of the pack, where I lived with Dad and my children, Henry and Annabella. He had told me that he found me at an accident scene years ago, helped me regain consciousness, and couldn’t let go after the doctor announced I was pregnant and suffered amnesia. It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t remember anything from my past, or that I never had a wolf. But most times, I wish

Bella“Ahh… why are you that way?” Lady Lilian queried the moment I ran past her office to mine. While hers was the first office immediately after the Alpha’s, mine was the second.“Ma’am,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.She looked down, her eyes dragging over my features, slowly, with deliberate scrutiny.“That,” she said, pointing.My eyes followed to my trembling frame.My feet were visibly shaking, my arms clutched to the hem of my fabric, and my heart was racing faster than normal.“You know,” she straightened, slightly adjusting her glasses, “you quite amazed me on your first day, and I must give you credit for it.”There it was again, that faint glint of mischief in her tone.“Ma’am… why is that?” I forced the words out of my lips, struggling to process every word.Her smile widened. She shook her head. “Normally, girls your age don’t make it past five seconds under his presence, but you…” she glanced at her wristwatch, “you made it past twenty minutes. Kudos.”Was

Bella“Mum, let’s go check,” Henry was the first to break free from the embrace, already heading to the door.“No… I will check,” I stopped him just as his hand reached the door handle.Instinct pulled me toward the window. No one ever stopped by our apartment in a black Royce, never. Except, perhaps, a lost cab, and even that was rare.Maybe it was someone who had missed his way and needed directions, though that thought didn’t sit right. Or maybe someone who…I cut the thought off before it could finish forming.I turned to my lovely kids, a smile on my face despite my racing heart, not letting any more thoughts out. “Can you two go into your rooms and don’t come out unless I call you out? Let mum go check who it is.”Henry’s face turned into a frown, but he quickly eased off.“Alright, Mum,” they both smiled when I ran my arms through their hair, then disappeared with their munched packs into their rooms.I straightened, turning to the door. My heart was racing as the description o