All Chapters of Alpha Warlord's Secret Heir: Mom, Is He My Alpha Daddy?! : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eirlys POV: "Daddy's coming today."My hands froze right in the middle of kneading the bread dough. Flour puffed up around my fingers as I looked down at my little boy sitting cross-legged on the worn kitchen floor. He was happily scraping uneven lines into a chunk of firewood with a dull butter knife, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth in total concentration. Those dark curls kept falling into his silver-gray eyes...the same eyes I saw in my dreams and nightmares every single damn day."Auren, honey," I said softly, wiping my hands on my apron, "don't play with knives like that, okay?""It isn't even sharp, Mama. Look." He grinned up at me, all proud of himself, and pressed his little finger right against the blunt edge. "See? No ouch."I let out a long sigh and walked over anyway, gently taking the knife from his hand. "Still. Better safe than sorry, my love."He tilted his head, those big eyes watching me. "You've said Daddy's coming every morning for almost a year now.

Eirlys POV:My heart nearly stopped dead in my chest. “What is that?” I whispered, staring at the glowing thing.Rhydian looked up at me from where he knelt. “The Bloodstone.”“I’ve never heard of it,” I said.“You weren’t supposed to,” he replied simply. His gaze shifted toward the hallway where Auren was standing. “It only responds to descendants of House Drakhar.”My stomach dropped like a rock. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“I think you do,” he said quietly.“I honestly do not,” I insisted, shaking my head. I wasn't lying. How was that even possible? No one in my family was a descendant of House Drakar. His eyes came back to mine, steady and serious. “Where is the child’s father?”The question hit me like a punch to the gut. “I don’t know.”“When did you last see him?” he threw another question before I could catch a breath. “Three years ago,” I said, my throat tight.“What was his name?”I was confused, but I still managed to answer. “…Kael.” For the first time, th

Eirlys POV:I should have burned that damn parchment the second General Rhydian walked away.The unfinished note. *Little Wildflower...*Only one person had ever called me that. And now it sat on my kitchen table all night like it owned the place. I hated how my heart still twisted every time my eyes landed on those words. I hated him even more for it."Mama?"I quickly folded the paper and tucked it away as Auren wandered into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from his big silver-gray eyes."Morning, sleepy wolf," I said, forcing a smile.He let out a big dramatic yawn. "I'm hungry.""You're always hungry," I teased, ruffling his messy curls.He grinned up at me, all bright and innocent. "I'm growing, Mama. That's what you said, remember?""So you keep reminding me," I replied with a soft laugh.By the time breakfast was ready—simple porridge with a bit of honey—the cottage almost felt normal again. Almost.Until a knock came at the door.Auren looked up from his bowl, eyes hopeful. "I

Eirlys POV:At sunset there was another knock on the door.I opened it already feeling irritated, my shoulders tight from the long day and everything weighing on my mind.It was General Rhydian.He held out a folded blanket toward me with both hands."I believe this belongs to Auren," he said in his calm, steady voice. "It blew off your washing line earlier this afternoon when the wind picked up."I looked past him toward the back of the cottage. Sure enough, the clothesline was completely empty now. A few stray pieces of clothing still lay scattered on the grass below it.I let out a long sigh."...Thank you," I said quietly, reaching out to take the blanket from him.He inclined his head in a small, polite nod."You are welcome."Neither of us moved. We just stood there in the doorway, the evening light growing softer around us.Finally I asked, "Do you always return laundry personally, General? Or is this something new?"His face remained perfectly serious. There was not even a sm

Eirlys POVWhen I returned home, I found Auren sitting on the porch. He was not alone. General Rhydian sat two steps below him. The two of them were not talking at all.They were... stacking smooth river stones.I blinked a few times, trying to make sense of the scene in front of me.Auren carefully placed another stone on top of the tower. It leaned dangerously to one side, ready to fall any second.Rhydian silently reached out with one finger and adjusted the bottom stone just a little.The tower straightened perfectly.Auren gasped in surprise, his eyes wide with excitement."It did not fall!""It did not," Rhydian replied in his calm voice."You are good at this," Auren said, looking up at him with admiration."I have had practice," the general answered simply."Can you make one taller than me?" Auren asked eagerly, bouncing a little on the porch step."I believe so," Rhydian said.Auren immediately jumped up and started searching for bigger rocks, his small hands digging through