All Chapters of His Elusive Omega, His Resolute Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

By the time New Year rolled around, Annalise Wesley had become a national headline.It was strange how the lives of the rich were so public. If any of it had happened to an ordinary person, say someone like Colton Grace, it wouldn’t have made the news.Even if the police were called, she would’ve been just another statistic, another mother whose kids were taken from her because she was not qualified to care for them, and even downright abused them at times.But because Annalise was Annalise, everything happened on television.The trial happened fast because her husband pushed for it. I had no idea what Hartwell was planning to do when the news about Annalise being a drug addict aired, but after he learned what she’d done to his youngest daughter, he appeared livid.It wasn’t certain which part of it was a performance to save his own neck and reputation, or whether it was real, but the interview he gave the day after Annalise’s arrest made everyone believe that he was a clueless father

I took a shower at a remarkable speed and took a look at the outfit Adam had laid out. A black suit, just like his, and it had clearly been sewn to my size. I had no idea how he even got my measurements, but I was grateful.Adam wanted me to eat something before we went to the funeral, but I refused. I was feeling far too queasy for it.“Let’s go get some hotpot after,” I told him. “Go out to the city, make a date out of it?”Adam boggled at me.“You want to get hotpot for breakfast?”“Hangover, remember?”“Yeah, but hotpot?”“I’ve got a stomach of steel, and that’s what I’m really craving,” I said, “and a Cheeto, egg, and cheese sandwich for dessert.”Adam snickered. “You and your bizarre cravings.”I hadn’t been serious about it, and I wasn’t feeling hungry at all. But the conversation lightened the atmosphere a little and made Adam smile.I considered it a win.Outside the Kennedy mansion, his parents were waiting. His uncle’s family had left after New Year’s, after having bought a

It took me about a month to notice that something was wrong with Adam.A whole damn month. The new semester started, and suddenly, I didn’t even have time to think. I was thrown headfirst into a whirlwind of Academia: projects, assignments, quizzes, and papers…I had no idea my second semester was going to be this busy, but goddamn.In a very selfish way, I had been glad for the change of pace. With the workload, I could easily pretend that I was just a normal slightly-older college kid rooming with my boyfriend, trying to figure out life together with a partner and sharing a home with someone I indefinitely loved for the first time in my life.I could pretend that the baggage I carried was invisible when Adam and I hung out with our friends and complained about all the homework, or when we all camped out in the library working on our various projects and assignments. I could pretend that there I didn’t have a family that betrayed me twice over when I was trying to plead for an extensi

If it were any other time, the way Adam jumped would’ve been comical.“You’re awake?!” Adam cried out, scrambling back from me on the bed as if I were a cockroach.But because he was a very large man and even the king-sized bed wasn’t made for that kind of maneuvering, he would’ve fallen out of the bed ass first if I hadn’t reached over and grabbed him by his night shirt. Thank God it was winter, or he wouldn’t have even worn that.I ignored that obvious question with an obvious answer.“What are you even talking about?!” I demanded. “Not the Alpha I deserve? The fuck does that mean, huh?”I knew I sounded angry, and I was. No reason would justify him thinking about himself like that, not after everything he did for me. IF there was anyone in this room who didn’t deserve the other’s love and presence, it sure wasn’t him.“It’s nothing!” Adam protested as he puttered around before finally finding the lamp on the bedside table. A click came, and light flooded the room.That’s when I rea

Adam found a therapist the very next day.The therapist was an Alpha woman named Dr. Melissa Grey, and her credentials looked pretty good. She specialized in designation-related trauma as well as trauma-based relationship counselling. Adam said that he felt like an Alpha was more suitable for me, because his issue was directly related to his understanding of his own Alphahood and how he’s failed to ‘perform’ his duty.I agreed. A fellow Alpha would help him more than a Beta or an Omega. But down the line, maybe he should meet up with an Omega therapist as well, just to understand the Omega point of view on being defended.Saturday was just two days away, and between lectures, three last-minute deadlines between the two of us, and a lunch date with our friends, Saturday came in no time.“I don’t know why I feel so nervous,” said Adam as he picked his car keys from the bowl near the front door. “It’s just a doctor who’ll listen to me yap for hours. And it’s not like I have some deep-seat