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

away from Enzo and he squeezed my hand gently as he looked at the

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 pack is yours to take

of.”

“His mate…”

at least, I don’t think that

are going to talk

we lose anyone within the pack?” I asked, and though he chose to stay quiet, I saw his pain in his eyes. He didn’t respond, and I couldn’t help but find myself aching as I tried to process everything that happened and how things have changed the way

back in a

I smiled and wrapped my arms around him as he Enzo helped him get on top of the bed

in them, and I couldn’t help but find myself regretting the fact that not only was he put in the

that

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know what he thought of me, but that was a guilt that

said, and I kissed his cheek before he pulled away. “Alonso, why don’t you come

not going to.” He said, taking a step back. He looked

*Alonso…”

from me.” He said, gulping. “I was scared, but you took her away from me. You did not bring her head

tears formed in my eyes. “I want to go to

least explain to you what happened?” I asked, and he

me, but you did not. You called me a d

you I did what I have.” I said, extending my hand to him. Ashton kept his

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

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