Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 69

LAYLA
Did you get something big last night?” Daphne chuckles, plopping beside me on the bench in the yard.
I tighten my hold around the mug in my hands and pull my knees closer to my chest. I did have more than something big last night. Alex and I had sex, he told me the rejection didn’t work and washed me gently before slipping into the bed with me. He held me the whole night while I slept and I woke up with him and Ayla occupying both sides of my shoulders and chest.
don’t know what to make of it. It feels so peaceful and new. I am beginning to get scared now that this dream will be over soon and I will get hurt again.
What do I do? “I sigh.
About what?” Daphne follows my line of sight and looks at Ayla who is playing with blocks.
Serafina’s son is trying to play with her, but my Baby doesn’t seem to be in the mood for that. She wants her Daddy. I can tell. She refused to let him leave earlier. He had to promise an ice cream day out to make her stay without him for some time
L
Alex wants
to love him.”I reveal.
*Alex? So you have a nickname for him now?” She gasps playfully.
“Daphne. “I place my chin over my knee. “Please. I am not in the mood to joke.”
Is it that serious?” Her voice becomes rigid right away.
He literally asked me to love him and not Theo. He wants me to get to know him and spend time with him. At first, I thought he was overemotional because of what happened in the recent days, but—I don’t know anymore. What if he is really serious and won’t go back on his words? Or what if his enthusiasm is only temporary and he will go back on his words? *I whisper, unable to make sense of this mess.
You are overthinking things again, Layla. She leans in and grabs my hand to squeeze it.

You don’t know what it’s like, D. You don’t know what it feels like to be rejected by others. You don’t know what it’s like to be without a wolf. I am a lesser woman than any other in our world. I am not a human, and I am not a werewolf. I am just somewhere in between and Alexander has told me this repeatedly. How do I trust him? And how do I stop trying to choose the safe side that Theo is for me? He is the only one who didn’t hate me for what I am. “I blurt, my voice lowering with each word
I love Alex. That realization is still haunting me. I don’t want to love him. I want to love Theo,”
But that sounds like a joke to me. Why can’t I just choose the man I want to love? Why does my heart have to complicate all these things!
Layla. “Daphne hisses. You are not like that! You are the strongest bad b i t ch I know. And you are just a late bloomer. You will get your wolf one day. I am f u c i n g sure of that.
No, D. There is n
no wolf for me.” I shake my head.
* Doesn’t change a f u c k i n g thing. You are and will always be the best. Alpha Alexander has realized it like everyone d oes, Layla. He can’t overlook the fact that you will go to all lengths if it comes to protecting your people. He must have fallen for

love him?” She deadpans, leaving my * 1 don’t know. Maybe, it’s the bond? Or he just wants to have me for a little longer? Or worse, he wants to sabotage whatever Theo and I might start? I shrug, before taking a sip of coffee from the mug. “He is jealous, b i c h!” She

My heart flutters. I shake my head, denying he ever looks at me like that.” Daphne-
Alpha is home. She announces before we continue the talk about him.
“Is he coming here? “I ask, knowing she can hear and smell him due to her sharp werewolf senses.
“Where else do you think he will go?” She grins at me before Alex appears in the doorway behind her.
He scans the area, his gaze lingering on Ayla who is playing. Of course, he is here for her. I inhale a deep breath and it gets stuck in my throat when he snaps his head in my direction.
In two long strides, he is looming over my head and looking at me. I blink, craning my neck to meet his gaze.
He cups my cheek in his big palm and leans down. His lips press into mine, leaving a chaste kiss. My eyes widen as he draws his head back and caresses my cheek with his thumb.
“I didn’t get the time to talk much in the morning. I wanted to ask-Are you alright?” His deep voice resonates all inside
me.
I nod silently, my heart betraying the cause of staying detached from him.
“Are you sure you are not sore?” He whispers, peering into my eyes.