AFTER I LEFT, ALPHA 133

Chapter 133

The phone call had drained the last ounce of Nora's patience.

She had spoken wearily, telling Alex to ask his father. She wasn't available.

That should have been enough, but Alex, as persistent as ever, refused to give up.

"But where are you now?" he pressed. "Can I come find you?"

She sighed, rubbing her temple. He was too young to remember the exact address of her new home.

Even if he did, she didn't want him showing up unannounced.

"No, Alex," she said firmly. "I'm resting, and tomorrow I have to go visit Grandma." Without waiting for

another plea, she ended the call.

The exhaustion clung to her as she returned home. She barely had the energy to change before collapsing onto her bed, sinking into a sleep so deep it felt like she had stopped existing. When she finally woke, it was to the sharp chime of the doorbell.

Dazed, she glanced at the clock. Nine in the morning. Who on earth...?

Then, the intercom buzzed. "Miss Nora, you have a visitor," the property owner informed her.

She moved toward the window and peeked through the blinds. A familiar black car was parked

downstairs. Arnold.

pretend she wasn't home. But before she could move away, her

you're home.

muscle in her jaw twitched. She exhaled sharply

vehicle rolled to a stop right outside her apartment complex. The car door swung open,

up to her, his face

out, carrying

reached her, his tone careful, “but Alex has been saying he misses you. And

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slipped out, "You're the Alpha. There's always plenty to do

his expression shifting, Instead of irritation, he

Nora stiffened.

down, his name still carried weight. Since

now, he

Arnold, she turned to Alex. "Say goodbye to

the quiet tension between them, waved cheerfully at Arnold before

something caught her eye-a small doll dangling from

Her heart clenched.

Abby had gifted her a pair of dolls-one

She had kept the larger one, and

like a slap-sharp, unexpected, and impossible to

lingered on the small doll, now dangling from Alex's bag, its soft fabric slightly worn from handling. It was unmistakable. If the larger version remained in

been given

filtered through the window, casting warm golden hues over the room, the

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