All Chapters of The lost Alpha’s wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Neil stared at the name on the screen. He couldn’t bring himself to answer the call, but she didn’t stop calling.He leaned against the wall, his thoughts centered on Avira.He had seen the way she looked like a lost soul when she thought Rosie was going to die. He could finally see everything he had been trying to run from. She was exactly what he had always pictured her to be. A mother who loved her child unconditionally. A woman who would do anything for the sake of her child.His feelings for her were finally beginning to make sense, and for once, he didn’t feel any resentment towards her.His phone kept buzzing repeatedly, and he debated whether to answer it. Why would she be calling him after all these years? He had nothing to say to her right now, and he would definitely be coming for her soon… but not until Rosie was safe.His nose picked up an unfamiliar scent.His sixth sense immediately told him someone was watching him.He pushed himself off the wall and headed down the ho

By the time Thiago finally arrived at the hospital, Malia was already heading home. They met at the hospital’s entrance.“Hey! I am sorry I am late,” Thiago apologized, putting his hands into his pockets.“Ohh! No reason to be. Rosie is okay, and they are both with her.”“Ohh!”“It’s past visiting hours, right?”“Yes. You would have to wait till tomorrow before you can see her,” Malia replied.“Alright! I guess you are headed home?”“Yes, I am.”“Let me walk you to your car then,” he offered.“No…” she started to protest.“I insist,” he interjected firmly but gently.“Alright!” She accepted. After all, there was no harm in letting him do what he wanted anyway.“After you.”She offered him a small smile, leading the way to where she had parked her car. They walked in silence for a few seconds before her curiosity got the better of her.“So? You are not from here.”He looked briefly at her before saying, “No. I am not from here.” The silence stretched for a few more seconds before she s

It was at the moment that Avira pulled back, moving her seat away from him. It scared her to think about her desire for a man she didn’t know. A man she could only remember fragments of but felt so comfortable with how he touched her.She looked at him and he was staring back at her, his eyes filled with lust as he slowly took his finger and put it into his mouth. It was only in a split second that Avira realized it was the finger he had slipped into her.“You taste good.” He said, his eyes still fixed on her, and a sudden wave of shame washed over her. She had let him touch her in such a manner right in front of their daughter. Her eyes shifted to Rosie and she saw that the little girl had moved in her sleep.Neil’s eyes followed hers and before he could say a word, Avira was off her seat and beside Rosie on the bed. He stood up and moved towards them and they stood there watching Rosie for a long time. She didn’t wake and Avira adjusted her in a more comfortable way.“She is sleepin

She listened carefully again and when she didn’t hear the voice again she immediately rushed out of the bathroom, someone was in the room, but it was definitely not who she had expected to see.Neil was sitting in her seat, and he turned to look at her.“Did you call my name?” she asked, even though she knew the voice she had heard wasn’t his.“No.” His deep voice came out firm.“But… I… someone…” she stammered, confused, her eyes darting around the room as though the person who had called her might still be hiding somewhere.His gaze immediately sharpened as it followed hers around the room. “What is it?” he asked, his voice suddenly alert.She took one last look around before saying, “It’s nothing. I just thought I heard someone calling me.”“Someone called you?”“Uhm… I don’t know.” She frowned, no longer sure of what she had heard. “I must have been mistaken.”She closed the bathroom door behind her and walked fully into the room. He turned back to Rosie and stood up the moment sh

“What have you been up to, Adele?” her mother asked the moment she stepped into the house. Adele walked past her without answering and headed straight for her room, hoping to end the conversation before it had even begun. “I am speaking to you, young lady,” her mother called, her voice louder this time. Adele rolled her eyes. Why couldn’t this woman just leave her alone? “What do you want me to say?” she asked as she dropped her bag into the closet and turned to face her mother, who stood in the doorway with her hands planted firmly on her waist. For the first time in years, she actually looked…better. “You could simply tell me where you’ve been these past few days.” Ignoring the question, Adele slipped off her shoes and placed them neatly beside the bed. Her gaze landed on a stain on her dressing table. With a sigh, she brushed past her mother, grabbed a rag from behind the door, and began scrubbing it away. A stain like this, made it impossible for her to sleep. Her mo