Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

I was restless in the new place. Unexpectedly, the room Massimo gave me was not a storeroom but a big bedroom equipped with everything! could imagine.

But I still couldn’t sleep. My mind kept telling me that I should go out once I stopped hearing Massimo’s movements and scan the whole place to find out routes of escape and things that might help me in case Massimo tried anything.

Call me paranoid for good reasons, but I couldn’t trust that man not to barge into my room in the middle of the night and take advantage of me again. Or worse, he could try to kill me and I was not ignoring that thought.

I was not idiot enough to sleep peacefully under the same roof as my father’s enemy and the man who blackmailed me.

However, a small voice in my head tried to stop me from roaming his home at night. I shouldn’t go out alone and remain locked inside my room, it said.

I have never actually listened to that voice though.

That’s why I found myself checking the windows and doors in the house, scanning the sharp objects, even the lamps. But it all stopped the

moment I heard loud groans as if someone was in pain.

Call it my bad luck, but I recognized that voice instantly. It was Massimo. He was in pain. For some reason, that thought unsettled me instead

of satisfying me.

And so, I followed the noise and ended up in his room. Surprisingly, he had not even locked his door and left it ajar. The lights in his room

were all turned on, as he twisted in his bed.

This told me that he was not afraid of me creeping up on him and killing him. I was no threat to him, like he was to me.

That thought instantly left me when I observed him screaming in his sleep.

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M—Mom. Dad. You promised. ” He kept repeating the same words.

Mom and Dad, you promised to stay with me. Always.

His words, the pain reflected on his contorted face, and his hands clinging to the sheets as he screamed for his parents made my chest ache.

It was unbelievable for me to see my father’s worst nightmare to be yearning for his parents in his sleep. It felt like he had suffered a deep

scar on his soul, and it didn’t heal.

Like me.

parents to come for me. In my nightmares, I always found myself in that dark place,

unknown pain as my own and reached for him on instinct. My fear of

it didn’t work, I sat there, holding his hand, and waiting for his pain to pass. Maybe, my

closed around my body and pulled me flush

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he crushed me in his embrace

away, I should push him—the thoughts were there. Instead of listening to those rational

down, I forgot who he was. He was not the man who hurt me or was after my father, or the man who vowed to make me suffer. He was just someone hurting like me and I comforted

where it got me.

hiss, trying to free myself as he pushes me inside the

area appears small just because his towering figure is looming

his eyes darken, and his ruffled hair fall over his forehead,

s

I whisper, stopping myself from glancing at his naked

them against my body just now, and I am still shaken up, unable to get these sparks out of

glares me down. “You took me too lightly, little

I watch him turning and walking

I told you to.” He murmurs, his shoulders

lock myself

1. me.

”

I will listen to you?!

my house, under my fucking control!” He yells, returning at the speed of light.

such a big distance in seconds. My eyes widen, first going to the cabinets and then landing on

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did you—”

me. He seizes my wrist forcefully and

around it.

drawing my wide eyes to the slightly burning flesh under the handcuff around

It’s silver—Goddess, it’s the fucking silver. It’s brutal to werewolves, as

“I say, but my

my cheek. I look up, meeting