All Chapters of Contracted To Alpha Brent : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Anna's morning was one unusual morning. For the past week or two, she'd woken up well rested and having enough to kick-start the day and blitz through her tasks, but that particular morning was different in every ramifications. It was fast and chaotic. She was running late again, juggling her phone in one hand and her coffee in the other as she rushed down the steps of her house. She'd left Evangeline’s mansion for a few days so she could focus on work. Being with Evangeline fed her a lot of distractions, especially the mini tasks that arose every two minutes, or having to solve the bickering between her best friend's kids. Her driver had already pulled up by the curb, the black SUV gleaming under the soft morning sun that was still young. She climbed in, muttering something about traffic and deadlines. The city was already awake at the time and knowing anything that happened after now was out of her control, she leaned back, scrolling through her phone and checking emails from t

EVANGELINE My chest tightened painfully when I heard that. I nodded, trying to smile even though my throat was starting to burn. "I know, sweetheart. I know." The both of them looked so sad that I couldn't hold it anymore. I reached out and pulled them close, hugging them tight. I felt my heart breaking again. Anna had told me about their conversation earlier. I had no idea how he'd been able to get her number but he'd given her the reason for that text he sent Carolina, but it did not matter to me anymore. I didn't want him back in our lives and knew that decision had been the best. "It's okay to miss him. It really us. But we are going to be fine. We have each other, right?" They both nodded, but it didn't make me feel better. The looks on their faces were enough to say everything. They didn't believe me. I knew it was going to take a lot before they would finally accept that Brent was gone for good. Unfortunately, that was what I had to do. Sometimes, the hard, painful rou

EVANGELINE Tessa looked at him, then at me before she scrambled after him, calling his name. The whole house went very quiet after that. And as much as the whole thing was just between us and the kids, the silence just felt so heavy and cruel that it made thinking straight impossible. Brent stood there, hand still half raised and his eyes on the spot where the kids had disappeared while running away from us. How did Trent figure out that I was doing my best to keep him away from them? If there was something I knew now, it was the fact that sensed something was going on between the both of us but he didn't just know what it was. Poor kid, that's why I wanted Brent as far away as possible. "I did not mean for any of that to happen," he said quietly. "I know," I whispered, my voice breaking. "But it did." He looked at me, and for a moment I saw his eyes soften. "Eva... we can't keep doing this. We can't keep pretending like cutting me out will fix anything." I shook my head, my t

EVANGELINE I held my breath, very worried about what was going to happen next. Would he let us in? Or had we angered him so much he didn't want to talk to us or see us no matter what? Just then, the door lock clicked. The door opened a crack and his little eyes peeked out- swollen, and his lips were shaking from the sobs that wracked him. My chest exploded. I pushed the door open and pulled him into my arms so fast we almost fell. He clung to me like he was drowning. "Don't let him leave again," he sobbed into my neck." I nodded. "I won't. I promise. I won't, baby." That's when Brent stepped towards us, cupping Tessa’s back. She was standing next to me, not crying but equally sad about everything that was going on. He knelt in front of us right after. He didn't just hug Trent when he pulled away from me, he wrapped his whole arm around him and pulled him close. His hands cupped the back of Trent’s head as he pressed his forehead to him. "I'm sorry. I'm here." He whispered.

BRENTI looked at the phone on the table that was still buzzing and then back at the door that was slightly open. I wanted to smash it. Throw it through a wall. Pretend the rest of the world didn't exist. But she was right. I should answer it. I was still married and no matter how broken that marriage was, what we were doing was wrong. But she hadn't walked out on me because it was wrong. No. It was because she was hurt. "I'm sorry," I said quietly. She looked at me like she didn't believe it, then she turned away, wrapping her arms around herself like she was trying to hold the pieces together. I allowed the phone to ring until it stopped and the silence that followed felt worse than the sound. I made my way out of the room and soon found her in the living room, sitting on the couch and sobbing. "Eva," I called her name again but she wouldn't even turn to look at me. It was as if I repulsed her. Her shoulders kept shaking with the sobs and that's when she whispered to me. "You