All Chapters of Alpha Lockwood: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Mia:“I can’t breathe.” I muttered, trying to move from the chair that I was sitting on.“Yes, you can.” Brenda said casually as if my complain meant nothing“No, Brenda… seriously, I think this is illegal.” I said, shaking my head at the woman who was supposedly my best friend and yet was being anything but being a friend by choking me alive in a dress that I didn’t even want to wear.Brenda didn’t even look up from where she was leaning over me, carefully dragging the tiny spoolie through my eyebrow. “Stop talking. If you move, I’m going to mess this up and then you’ll really have something to complain about. And you don’t want to walk around with a black eye, and if I am going to wipe all that work, I will do it again, and you are going to be late.”“I already have something to complain about,” I muttered, gripping the edge of the chair. “This dress is… tight. And I don’t think that a dress should be this tight to begin with. How am I supposed to breathe?”“It’s called fitted,” she

Mia:By the time the clock hit five, I felt like I had been holding my breath all day.And every time he spoke my name, I felt like I wanted to punch in the face.But I kept it together. I was sure to make him know that I wanted nothing to do with him, and I was sure that he understood that his presence was not one that I enjoyed.I didn’t look at him longer than necessary, I didn’t react when his voice dropped or when he stood too close, I did my job.That was it. And somehow… that made it worse, because the tension never broke. It just stayed there, tight, suffocating, sitting between us like something waiting to explode.I packed my things quickly, not giving myself time to overthink it. I wanted to get out of here, and truth be told, I couldn’t wait to get home and just get some rest after a long day. And though I knew that resting wasn’t an option, it still was better than staying here.“Tomorrow, same time,” he said without looking up from the file in his hand. “Be sure not to b

Mia:By the time I reached home, my feet were killing me, and I wanted nothing more than to just sit down and relax. I kicked off my heels the second I stepped inside, not even bothering to close the door properly before leaning back against it and exhaling.One day, just one day… and I felt like I had lived a week inside it.Nathan Lockwood, his office, his voice, his eyes. Everything about today had been… too much.And it felt more dangerous to the point where I wanted to run away before I let out the one secret that I was holding onto… my little one.And yet, I knew to be proud of myself… I didn’t break, nor did I give him the satisfaction of seeing me tearing down. If anything, I stood strong and tall, put him in place when I needed to, and refused to run away because he wanted me to… because she wanted me to.I pushed myself off the door, rolling my shoulders as I walked into the living room. Brenda was already there, sprawled across the couch with Rosalyn tucked against her side,

Mia:“I just got to work.” I said through the phone, letting Brenda know that I got there safely.“Good, I was getting worried.” She said, making me laugh. “You know, we wouldn’t want you to try and run away.”“I am not going to try to run away. I might not like the place, but I am willing to tolerate it.” I said, and she laughed. I could picture her shaking her head at me, and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips. “Anyway, there is leftover pasta in the fridge. God knows that you can’t cook to save your life…”“Hey!”“You know that I am right,” I said, and she laughed. “Anyway, I’ll cook dinner when I am back… just please be sure that Rose is fed. You know how fussy she gets if she doesn’t get something to eat when she is hungry.”“Don’t worry, Mia. You seem to forget that she spends most of her days with me.” She said, and I smiled. “Plus, I think that we can take her out for a little takeout. It has been a while since we’ve done so for her, and a little get together in

Mia:“You are late,” Brenda muttered, and I shook my head despite her not being able to see me.“Trust me, I don’t want to be.” I said, keeping my eyes on the file in front of me. “Meet me in the park. I am almost done with this.”“That woman is a bitch, by the way…”“I really do hope that Rosalyn is not by your side when you are swearing, Brenda.” I said, and she scoffed.“If she was going to learn her language, it is going to eventually be from me… but no, she is not beside me this time.” She said, and I nodded.“Anyway, I will see you at the park. I am almost done with this, and I will show myself out of the building.” I said, and she hummed in response.“Okay, we’ll see you then.” She said, “bye.”“Bye…”I hung up and placed the phone on the desk, staring into space for a second. And by the time I finished the last page of that file, my eyes were burning. I dropped the pen, flexing my fingers as I leaned back in the chair, staring at the mountain of work I had just finished.“Impo