บททั้งหมดของ Hiding The Alpha's Son: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

SarahI was just putting the food on the table - a table that I had just scrubbed clean as well, when the front door banged open.I yelped and jumped back out of habit.Jareth pushed his way in with a grunt, his arms full. The first thing he set down was another mismatched chair, so that there were now three seats at the table. Then he dropped a sack of groceries on the table. And finally he set two live chickens on the floor. Their legs were tied together with twine so they couldn’t run away.He scratched the back of his neck.“I don’t know the things a woman needs to keep a house,” he said gruffly. “Make me a list, next time.”I felt bad, because I knew he probably had very little money, but he was trying his best.“Uh, why don’t you sit? I’ve made breakfast and some coffee…” I set a bowl of oatmeal porridge and a mug of hot, black coffee in front of him, and waited tensely. Would he complain? Would he yell? Would he throw the cup the way my father did when he was angry?Jareth didn

Sarah“Time to go!” Kevin appeared in the doorway of the kitchen looking a little anxious.“Alright,” I was just about finished anyway. I untied my apron and threw it into the wash pile. Poppy let me pack the leftovers in a plastic bowl to carry back to the cottage. Normally I would have slipped out the back door, but this time I followed Kevin out into the diningroom…just in time to see Jareth slam some kid’s face into the table. And then he calmly shoved something in his pocket and stood up. His eyes scanned the bar, where Poppy was watching the scene closely. The old woman didn’t usually allow any rough-housing in her tavern, so I was a little surprised that she remained behind the counter, and even gave Jareth a nod before she went back to wiping glasses and putting them back on the shelf.I crossed the room to where the tall man was. He took my elbow, gently this time, and steered me toward the door. The three of us started walking down the road. He pried the plastic bowl from my

SarahI could barely keep my eyes open as I shuffled into the small bedroom and fell on top of the mattress. I didn’t even bother to get under the blankets. Every cell in my body was screaming for rest. I should have known that falling into such a deep sleep would be dangerous. I fell into the nightmare, that wasn't just a nightmare. It was a memory. Sarah! Run! Go hide under your bed and don't come out till it’s over!But I couldn’t run. Someone already had their fingers wrapped around my arms in an iron grip. I twisted my body and flailed, not because I wanted to run away, but because I wanted to run to my mother and untie the silver-laced ropes that held her to the pole in the center of the pyre. Straw and dry sticks were piled all around her already cut and bruised body. “Serena Hunter, you’ve been found guilty of using your witch powers to undermine the pack and commit treason against the Alpha!” The beta announced the charges against my mother.I knew they were lying, and I

SarahThe quicker I could get in and out of town, the better. If I hurried maybe, I could get away before I managed to stir up any trouble. I watched father and son walk away toward the hardware store, and then turned to walk to the shoe store.I pulled open the door and breathed in the weird smell of new shoes. They were arranged in rows, displayed on top of stacks of boxes, everything from high-heels to work boots, athletic shoes to slippers.The sales girl did a double take when she saw me, and stiffened, but to her credit, she greeted me politely. “Hello, can I help you find something today?”“Yes, please. I need a pair of work shoes. Preferably something with a non-slip sole.”“Oh yes, we have those, right over here,” I followed her over to a section of work shoes that were specially designed with treads that were approved for on-the-job safety in restaurants and grocery stores. “Do you see a style you like? What size are you?”“Seven and a half,” I answered.She pulled a couple

Jasper“So it’s true,” I growled as I stared out my bedroom window. The window overlooked the pack training grounds, but the field below was empty. During the summer months we trained in the morning to avoid the heat of the day. “Sarah really did find a man.”When that little rat, Bosch, had come to report that a man had threatened him at the tavern and stolen his money, I thought he was b.ullshitting me. I figured he just blew all the money on booze and cards, and he had invented the story just to cover up his own incompetence.His story, after all, had seemed full of holes. “I don’t know who he was, man. He was a stranger, never seen him before! He was dressed like a homeless guy, but he was big, strong, and fast.” He had gingerly touched his swollen nose. “He told me to give you the message that Sarah was his woman.”No! Sarah is mine! She can only ever be my woman! I ranted silently in my head. It didn’t matter that she had rejected me, or that I had always intended to reject her,