The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

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The Alghes Hedden ers

Chapter 170

I tore my gaze away from Kane’s eyes in the rearview mirror and looked out the window instead. The rest of the ride was in silence, the tension thick, the air suffocating. After what felt like an eternity, the car finally slowed to a stop in front of the hotel.

I glanced out and immediately recognized the building it was the same hotel where I’d stayed back when I was helping Kane’s father with Grayson’s treatment. A wave of memories threatened to surface, but I quickly pushed them aside.

Turning my head, I looked at Grayson. He was still leaning against me, sleeping peacefully. His relaxed expression made him look almost charming, even childlike. For a moment, I stared at him, letting the quietness of his presence soothe me.

But a sharp knock on the window snapped me out of it, jolting me back to reality. I blinked and straightened up, inwardly scolding myself. What the hell are you doing, Selene? I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

When I glanced out the window, Kane was standing there, glaring at me. His signature scowl was firmly in place, his eyes cold and unforgiving. Even after everything he’d done to make my life miserable, he somehow still had the audacity to look at me like I was the problem.

the car. Before I could

away from him.”

I made sure he couldn’t see it. A group of hotel staff quickly approached the car, jogging over to

as they

course, couldn’t leave it at that. “Foolish woman,” he muttered, loud

guard. ‘Unconscious? I thought

But Kane,

voice dripping with venom. “Already scheming how to slip into his room once you get inside?”

turned to face him, my voice icy as I replied. “Stop testing my patience, Alpha Kane. You’ve already taken my children, and for their sake, I’ve been holding my tongue. But don’t

reason I acknowledge you as my head Alpha. But if you think I’ll let you walk all over me, you’re mistaken. I

care. I’d said what I needed to say. Without waiting for a response, I turned

angry growl. “Don’t pretend to be some virtuous woman”

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