All Chapters of Replaced By His Mistress, Claimed By Another Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

  Sabrina’s Pov Tucker is never a man of reason. His actions are heavily guided by what he would tend to gain in the end. So, when he called, asking to create a schedule I would likely use to talk to Milo, it felt suspicious. almost like I was waiting for the second shoe to drop, something that I would know I had been skied.It was funny how Fiona acted nice over the phone, nothing like the woman who had taken the phone off my son when we were talking. Her lies were blatant. She wouldn’t stop stumbling over her words, telling Tucker that she had been trying to get me to speak with him. At this point, they were giving me whiplash with their actions, being nice and vile, almost like they were confused about what they wanted in life.“Madam….”I snapped my head in her direction, “Isabelle, we have been at this for far longer than we should and I will say this in

Sabrina’s PovThe thought of food in my system didn’t sit right with me, not when my mind was stuck on the fact that Tucker was enjoying these little twisted games that he was playing with my son in the centre of it. I should have known that it would be hard to get Tucker to agree to things, he only does things when he feels beneficial and now.“You… what is your council going to think when they realise that you have…”“This has nothing to do with them, okay?” Nevan said in a sharp tone, cutting me off. “This is about you and your child, you don’t think I would sit back and watch him act a total fool towards you, do you?” he looked angry. But I knew it wasn’t towards me, it was at the fact that he had heard everything Tucker and Fiona had said.I leaned into his touch, “What if he… what if Milo doesn’t want to talk to me? What if he is….”“You are his mother” his hand patted my hair. “Trust me, if there is anything, Milo will always want you, his mother, there is nothing that can take

  Sabrina’s Pov It was a futile attempt trying to act like what had happened at the mall didn’t affect my mood. Because it did. No matter how hard I tried to act like it was nothing, every part of me couldn’t ignore how hurtful their words had been. A black widow, a ring collector, those were names I never knew could be used in the same sentence with my name. But turns out that I was wrong. The sound of the door creaking open caught my attention, I turned, my eyes staring at the man before me with a smile on his face. I forced my expression to reflect his, “Hey, I didn’t hear you come in,” I whispered. He nodded. “What is going on?” he asked instantly. He moved closer, “Why do you have that look on your face?”I wrapped my arm around his neck, trying hard to act like there was nothing there, “nothing is going on, I am just

  Sabrina’s Pov The day was finally here. My body felt like a symphony of emotions, excited, and heavily nervous. Nevan had Liam stand inside making last-minute arrangements as they talked. I couldn’t help but feel guilty at the fact that I was taking Nevan from his duties, taking him away from his people. Last night, I had begged, told him I could do his on my own, but he refused, “We are doing this together, that is the only way.” “I am bummed that I don’t get to come with you,” Isabelle muttered beside me. I smiled staring at her face, it was one thing to take Nevan from his pack, but I knew Liam wouldn’t forgive me if I took Isabelle too.“I am sure we can always have some other kind of trip, besides,” I leaned closer. “Someone has to be here to keep Liam in check,” I whispered.She blushed, but said nothing, probably trying to

  Sabrina’s Pov Milo would be back today.I felt like a kid on Christmas eve, waiting eagerly for Santa to come down the chimney. “You have to eat something,” Nevan called out, his voice soft as he stared at me. I couldn’t find the appetite to eat anything, no matter how hard I tried, not when the nerves in my stomach were literally tied up.“Maybe when Milo arrives, we can have a mini picnic,” I said, my mind already going through the things that I could do to make it fun.“Do you want to maybe sit down? You have been standing by the window for over an hour now,” he pointed out. I couldn’t sit, but that would mean missing when the car pulls up, missing everything that would be registered in my mind for eternity. “Nope.” I said, popping the ‘P’. “I am okay standing here,” I added.