Todos los capítulos de Alpha Daddies: To Break The Contract : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Silence fell over the room for the third time since they had stepped inside.And somehow, this silence felt worse than the others.My brothers.My own fucking brothers.The same men who had never cared enough to look past the villain everyone had made me into were standing in front of me now, finally asking questions.How fucking ironic.They needed Elena to point out my pain before they could even see it.“You loved Gabrielle?”The words fell from Ashton’s lips slowly.He stared at me as though he was seeing me for the first time. There was something strange in his eyes—shock, disbelief, maybe even guilt.I swallowed.“I loved Gabrielle.”My voice trembled around the words.I hated that it did.“Why do you think he kept coming back to our pack so often?”The question landed between us.Neither of them answered.Jax and Ashton looked as though someone had shoved them off the edge of a skyscraper and forgotten to tell them when they were supposed to hit the ground.“Monica—”Jax starte

ElenaI was somehow anxious in my room. I didn’t know what was going on in there, and a part of me desperately wanted to go and see. But I couldn’t, because this was between them, and the last thing I wanted was to be there and become a presence that stopped them from diving back into the past that had been haunting them for years.But fuck.I was restless.So restless that sitting still felt impossible. I found myself pacing back and forth across my room, my thoughts running in circles as I waited, hoped, and wondered if things were getting better—or somehow becoming even more complicated.I didn’t know how Monica actually was. I clearly didn’t. But I really hoped, from the bottom of my heart, that Ashton and Jax got their sister back.Because I knew—somewhere deep inside their hearts, beneath all the anger and resentment—they were still searching for the little sister they had once loved with everything they had.And maybe Monica was searching for them too.So, unable to hold myself

The words banged against my fucking eardrums and echoed even louder through every corner of my mind, refusing to settle, refusing to make sense.My eyes widened, my entire face tightening in disbelief. “What?” The word slipped past my lips so loudly that it echoed through the place like an actual shout.Dad didn’t react. He looked as nonchalant as ever, as though he hadn’t just dropped a fucking bomb between us. Silence spread after my question, thick and suffocating, but he didn’t speak. And that grated against my nerves even further.“What the fuck, Dad?” I looked at him, my gaze cutting straight through him. “What the hell are you talking about?! And don’t you dare give me that fucking silence.”He sighed, tucking his hands into his pockets as though this conversation was nothing more than an inconvenience. “Elena, I have already made my decision,” he said calmly. “Your mother and I have spent decades together, but this has to come to an end now because I don’t find peace with her

ElenaI heard the whole thing as I stood there before Monica’s door, tears gathering in my eyes as I watched them through the small opening. And strangely enough, I felt relieved. The strangest relief of my entire life. Seeing them like that—my brothers holding our sister as though all those lost years had suddenly disappeared—did something to me that I couldn’t explain.And in that moment, I thanked every god I could think of that I had chosen to see what Monica’s eyes had kept hidden all this time. I had chosen to notice the pain instead of listening to what everyone else said. I had chosen to look beyond what she showed us and see what she had been desperately trying to hide.“It took you guys so long to figure this out…” Monica’s sob broke through, her voice still trembling. “I kept waiting every day, thinking that someday you’d ask me these questions. I never thought it’d take this many years.”“We are sorry,” Jax whispered. “We were in pain, Mon. We didn’t have the capability of

ElenaI’d initially thought it was a bad idea because, knowing my mom, she’d never fucking side with the woman she believed had snatched her man. However, grief had a strange way of joining people in places where even years of conversations couldn’t. And so, as I stood in the corner of the room, watching Monica tell Mom everything that had happened so far, not leaving out even an ounce of information, a part of me started thinking that maybe—just maybe—Mom would be able to see the truth. Maybe, for once, she would do the right thing.My mother’s expression was unreadable. I couldn’t tell whether she was skeptical or genuinely listening without judgment.And a part of me was scared too.What if Monica was giving her everything she needed to understand the truth, only for Mom to use it against her later?It wouldn’t have been completely impossible. I knew my mother. I knew how bitter she could become. I knew how quickly she could make decisions when her emotions took over, without think