All Chapters of Contracted To Alpha Brent : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

BRENTAll the tension and weight that had been clogging inside my heart vanished instantly. The relief that came next felt like being doused with cold water on a very sunny day. The nurse cleaned the baby and handed her to Carolina. She cradled her like she was made of glass, tears rolling down her face. I moved closer towards her, my chest heavy and my throat feeling very tight. "Hey," I whispered, before brushing the baby's tiny hand. "Hey, little girl." She grabbed my finger, cooing. I found it impossible to breathe. For a moment, I just stood there, staring at him, at the small, fragile life that almost didn't make it. When the doctor had yelled that they'd lost her heartbeat, I thought that was the end, but it was very clear life had a lot in store for us. She looked up at me, her voice soft as she said. "She looks like you." I let out a weak laugh before responding. "Poor kid then." She smiled through the tears, and ai felt something shift inside me. Despite everything th

EVANGELINE It had been almost three weeks since the last phone call. Three weeks of pretending that I was okay, three weeks of forcing a smile for the kids when all I wanted to do was scream into my pillow and blame myself for everything that was happening to me. Every single time that I looked at my phone, Brent's name would always show up not because it was always there but because he was the first person my mind went to the moment I looked at my phone. And it didn't come alone. It also came with little flashes of pain that I couldn't bring myself to open. I went back to his text sometimes even after telling myself that I won't check them anymore. I'd come close to deleting them but my hands wouldn't just let me. It just felt like my body refused to do it. "Eva, please. Just talk to me." Or "I miss you. The kids too." I would stare at the screen until my eyes blurred, as my thumb continued to hover above the message, before locking the phone again and tossing it on the bed. W

BRENT My chest gave a painful twist when I heard that. "Especially me?" I asked in a low voice, staring straight at the man just to be sure that I had heard him right. He did not answer, but the answer was already clear. She didn't want me to find her. She didn't want me near her. She didn't trust me enough anymore to let me close. And she was right to do so. This was all my fault. Maybe if I hadn't done some of the things that I did, none of this would be happening at all. I took a deep breath and tried again. "Please, I need to see her. I need to see the kids. You know I would never hurt her. The times I've been here, have you seen me hurt her? Listen. If you can give me her location, all make sure I reward you handsomely." He scoffed and said. "This is not about accepting bribes, Alpha. It's not about money. If this was about money I would have named a price already but I didn't agree to keep this because of money. I am doing this because she trusts me and I am not going to

EVANGELINEI was folding Trent's clothes when my phone vibrated on the bed. I made my way quickly toward the bed, grabbed the phone and placed it on my ears without checking to know the caller. I expected to be one of my kid's teachers, or maybe the grocery delivery service. We were living here alone because I didn't want anybody leaking my address. Brent always had a way of penetrating and finding his way back to me and I needed to stop that by every means possible. However, I pulled the phone out quickly and glanced at it. What I saw made my stomach drop. It was one of my butlers from the mansion that we'd just escaped from. What now? Had Brent come looking for us again? Because the last time I'd gotten a call from one of my numerous caretakers, that was the issue. I felt my heart already beating fast as I put the phone back in my ears and answered. "Hello?""Ma'am," he said, breathing hard like he'd run several hundred meters to make this call. "Alpha Brent just came looking for

BRENTWhen I heard Trent's voice, everything inside me stopped instantly. Even my heart seemed to stop beating too. For a second, I did not even breathe. I just stood there with my phone pressed to my arm frozen, as I listened to the soft, confused sleep sound of my boy saying, "Mom, is that Mr Brent?" I felt something slam hard in my chest. I had no idea if it was relief or pain but it felt like a sweet mix of both. It felt so good. I hadn't heard from my kids in months. I hadn't seen their faces. I hadn't smelled their scent. Ever since the birth of my daughter, I had been living like a ghost inside my own damn Packhouse, walking around either a sick feeling in my stomach every hour of the day because Evangeline cut me off like I meant nothing. Like everything between us never existed at all. It hurt to think about it but hearing that voice finally made those feelings vanish instantly. "Yes," Evangeline said to him before I heard him ask if he could talk to me. There was a smal