All Chapters of PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

MILLIE'S POVThe address Will sent me led to a small café in a quiet neighborhood—the kind of place that served overpriced coffee and had mismatched furniture that was supposed to look artistic.I sat in my car outside for a full five minutes, staring at the entrance, trying to gather the courage to go inside.Grace Whitmore. The nurse who'd conspired with Martha to implant Braham's seed in me without my consent. The woman who'd violated me in the most fundamental way.What could she possibly say that would make any of it okay?"You don't have to do this," Braham said from the driver seat. He'd insisted on coming, though he'd agreed to wait in the car. "We can leave right now.""I need to know," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. "I need to understand why."He squeezed my hand. "I'll be right here if you need me. Just text."I nodded and forced myself out of the car before I would change my mind.The café was warm and smelled like cinnamon and espresso. Only a handful of people were scat

ROY'S POVMy father's office smelled like expensive whiskey and disappointment.Mostly the disappointment was directed at me."Explain to me again," Pius Hunter said, swirling the amber liquid in his crystal glass, "how you managed to turn yourself from Braham's trusted ally into his obvious enemy in less than one year?”I stood in front of his massive mahogany desk like a child called to the principal's office, my hands clenched at my sides. "I didn't plan for the human to…""The human." He cut me off with a sharp laugh. "The human who shouldn't have been a problem in the first place if you'd done your job properly four years ago.""I did my job. I stopped him from getting surrogates within the pack. I paid off hospital staff, created administrative obstacles, made sure every arrangement fell through. He gave up trying.""And then he went to the human world instead." My father stood, moving to the window that overlooked the pack grounds. "Because you were so focused on blocking pack

CALLIE'S POVThe restaurant was one of those upscale places with cloth napkins and prices that made me wince—Renan's choice, not mine. But he'd insisted on treating me to a nice lunch after the stress of the past few weeks, and I wasn't about to argue.I was early, as usual, sitting at a corner table scrolling through my phone while I waited. The hostess had mentioned Renan called to say he'd be fifteen minutes late due to some unavoidable delays.So I didn't immediately notice when someone slid into the chair across from me."Callie Morgan, right?"I looked up to find a stunning woman in her late twenties, all glossy hair and perfect makeup, wearing a designer dress that probably cost more than my monthly rent. She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.She looked familiar, I recognized her but giving her the impression that I knew who she was would make her feel important so I decided to pretend. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" I asked, putting my phone down."Of course you know me. I'm

CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT: The CalmMILLIE'S POV"Mama, look! I made a dragon with my blocks!"I turned from where I was making sandwiches to find Leo standing proudly beside an elaborate structure that looked somewhat like a wolf with wings—his interpretation of a dragon."That's amazing, baby!" I crossed to admire it properly. "Is it a friendly dragon?""The friendliest! His name is Sparkle and he protects castles." Leo beamed up at me. "Can Braham come see it when he gets back?""I'm sure he'd love to." I glanced at the clock. Braham had been in his office all morning, on calls with Renan and Gabriel, preparing for the Council session for tomorrow.Tomorrow. When he'd have to defend himself against false accusations and political manipulation.I pushed the worry down. Today was supposed to be about family. About normal. About pretending for a few hours that we weren't standing at the edge of disaster."Lunch is ready," I called toward the stairs. "Braham! Food!"He emerged from his offi

BRAHAM'S POV"If asked to choose between your pack and your human family, which would you choose?"The question hung in the air like a guillotine blade.The chamber was utterly silent. Every eye fixed on me, waiting for my answer. Waiting to see if I'd damn myself with the truth or lie to save my position.Pius leaned forward slightly in his seat, unable to hide his anticipation.This was it. The moment he'd been orchestrating. The trap he'd spent months building.Because there was no right answer. If I chose the pack, I'd be admitting Millie and Leo were disposable. If I chose my family, I'd be proving everything they'd accused me of—that I was compromised, distracted, unfit to lead.I looked at sterling, at the Council members watching me, at the pack elders gathered to witness my response."That question," I said slowly, “I’ve answered it before in a meeting like this, so why is it coming up again?""It's because you didn’t give a direct answer, you’ve never given any direct respon