Alpha Enzo by Ls Barbosa

Chapter 142

Alaria:

I didn’t even know whether or not I was dreaming, but I was, I didn’t want to wake up.

The way he spoke, his voice, his pain, and his anger. I heard it all, and though I wanted to open my eyes for him, I couldn’t.

And when I could, he was already leaving.

“Enzo…” was I all I could muster. My voice was groggy, and the pain that I was in was not one that I could describe.

My brother, my own blood, had betrayed me.

I killed my own brother. He would have killed me, and that made the whole thing even more painful.

“Alaria?” He whispered, rushing back to my side. He took my hand in his, and tears fell from his eyes. For the first time since I met him, I saw him cry.

He kissed my hands as if the idea of them moving, of me opening my eyes seemed surreal to him.

“You’re awake,” he said, and though in pain, I nodded.

“I’m awake,” I whispered, and he smiled. “Ashton?”

“He’s fine, he’s waiting for you to wake up. But he is okay,” he said. Tears welled up in my eyes and he wiped them for me. He sat on the edge of the bed beside me, and I shook my head. I was grieving, the idea of my mother being part of this also played in my head. She wasn’t there, at least I didn’t see her, but I couldn’t help but find myself doubting everything that I ever believed in

and he closed his eyes looked away from Enzo and he squeezed my hand gently

attack that Ezio did. But she was not very happy with the way he died either. She is leaving the country, and doesn’t want to be found as she claims that she has nothing left to stay for.” He said, and I sucked in a harsh breath. “With the death Ezio, the

of.”

“His mate…”

dead. She had no weapon, she was not even here to fight, at least, I don’t think that she was. Either way, I don’t want you worrying about that,”

we are going to talk about

saw his pain in his eyes. He didn’t respond, and I couldn’t help but find myself aching

back in

wrapped my arms around him as he Enzo helped him get on top

the door, not saying a word as he looked at me. His eyes held more pain than I have ever seen in them, and I couldn’t help but find myself regretting the fact that not only was he

the fact that I killed his

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me, but that was a guilt that coursed through

that you would wake up. I knew that you would.” Ashton said, and I kissed his cheek before he pulled away. “Alonso, why don’t you come t Mama

He looked at Enzo for a moment before looking at me. “Please, I want to go to my

*Alonso…”

He said, gulping. “I was scared, but you took her away from me. You did not bring her head back. She said that only you would bring her

eyes on Enzo as he spoke, and tears formed in my eyes. “I want to go to my room, please. I

at least explain to you what happened?” I

But you broke my trust. I thought that you love me, but you did not. You called me a d e f ore, but you

what I have.” I said, extending my hand to

I squeezed my son’s hand. I couldn’t get up from bed. I wished that I could. I would

Ashton to get up from the bed, and watched as Enzo put Alonso in Ashton’s place. He