Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 19

ALEXANDER

1 finish up my paperwork and lean back in my chair absentmindedly. My thoughts keep drifting to Little Miss Trouble. She feels so d m n good.

I am sure this is the bond taking its toll on me but I can’t stop wanting her. I need to reject her but at the same time rejecting her feels impossible. The thought of seeing her with another t w a t sets my veins alight.

Sighing. I get up and decide to check up on my Princess. She must be asleep in her bed by now.

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walk to her room which is located right beside mine as I don’t want her to be away from me. As for Layla, her room is on the f a r t h e t left side of the house because I don’t want to keep coming across hier.

Out of sight, out of mind. That’s what I am trying to achieve here.

Just as I get close to Ayla’s room. I suck in a sharp breath. Layla’s berry scent is all over the place.

I open the door gently and enter the room. The lights are turned off, but I can perfectly see Ayla sleeping on the single bed. Besides the bed. Layla is sitting with her face pressed into the side of it. She is sleeping on the floor.

What the f u c k!

I walk closer to the bed. Moonlight illuminates Ayla’s small face and hand that is tightly wrapped around her Mommy’s

FTTH

My heart misses a beat as my eyes slowly take in the feisty woman. She looks innocent when she is sleeping. Her cheek is squashed into the mattress as she breathes softly.

My feet move on their own. I get near her and stop by her side. My eyes refuse to move away from her face which looks cute under the moonlight.

Layla is a dilemma I can’t understand and can’t get out of my head. I want to get rid of her and at the same time, I want to f u c k her and keep doing that every night.

her soft locks behind her ear and caress

What am I doing?

face. She shouldn’t be here. This is my Princess’ room. She is given a room and she

gently pick her up. It’s to dump her back in her room and not because I think she is uncomfortable on the

to keep an eye on her diet. She shouldn’t die due to weakness. It’s not because I care for her. you know. It’s because her death will impact

into my neck and turns even smaller. Her lips press into the cro ok, sending a shudder down my

F u c k!

g makes me tremble. It’s all mate bond’s fault and

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glance to my sweet Princess who is sleeping soundly and then carry her fierce Mommy back

of the packhouse highlights the sound of her breaths in my ear. Sweet and intoxicating. My breath matches her rhythm and my heartbeats

I can dump her on her bed

her room comes into view, I don’t waste a moment and barge inside. Her hand crawls up and

her bed and bend my knee over it before lowering her body into it gently. She releases my neck and turns

height. I throw my head back and look

time and when I am done regaining my composure, I walk to the open door without casting another glance

doorknob so I can close the door but a whimper coming from inside

the muscles in my body tighten. I halt there despite my

Please, don..don’t. “Her sweet voice

breath and listen to the disturbed noises she makes. She seems to

close the door behind me, and walk back to her. My knees

I am so so sorry.” She begs as tears slide out of her eyes and trail down

Alpha William Benjamin’s son, I think. Why is she

of her tears in the darkness of the night. Something about the hot liquid makes my stomach clench and my eyes narrow. It’s definitely not because I want to carve that f u ck e r

intense. What happened to her? What did that m o t