The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

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"Yeah, but why did you suddenly stop the car?"

Grayson didn't respond right away. His piercing gaze was fixed on mine, and the intensity of it made me nervous. I averted my eyes when I realized how long he

had been staring.

"G-Grayson, wha-"

Before I could finish, he reached out and grabbed my hand, his sudden action making me freeze.

"Yes, you're right," he said softly. "I was looking for you. But you weren't in your pack."

I slowly looked back at him, confusion and curiosity swirling in my mind. "What made you search for

me?"

Instead of answering right away, his eyes dropped to our joined hands. His thumb began to move in slow, deliberate circles across the back of my hand, sending a strange, tickling sensation through me.

I tried to pull my hand away, but his grip tightened, keeping it firmly in his grasp. "Grayson," I said, my voice firm but not harsh.

he began, his tone calm but tinged with something deeper, "after that night at the club, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I wanted to see you again. But my Alpha called me back to

didn't have

was calm, yet there was something intense in

sentence.

confidence about him, an effortless charm. He carried himself with ease, and I knew it was the kind of presence

seen it before, back when I was still a student. Women would practically swoon over him, yet I had never thought of him in that way. To me, he had

I couldn't afford to think of

a mother of two. My children weren't with me, but I still lived for them. My life wasn't my own anymore, and I had no right to even

someone new.

throat, I pulled my hand out of his grasp. "I

expression fell slightly, disappointment flickering across his face. He

word, he restarted the car, and

I kept sneaking glances at him, noticing the way his mood had shifted. He seemed

could

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knew what he was implying earlier. He was a charming, successful doctor and the most eligible bachelor

for someone like

couldn't allow myself to feel anything for him—or anyone else, for that matter. I was terrified of opening myself

noticed him stay seated, unmoving. He sat