Filed to story: Hiding the Alphas Baby Novel PDF Free by Author Lia
“I regret it.” She sobs.
“What?!” I hiss, looking down at her.
“I regret ever letting you touch me. I don’t even remember how I ended up with you, but I regret it.” She shrieks, pushing harder at my chest.
“Does this mean you regret giving birth to my child?” I say through my gritted teeth.
Her breath hitches as anger burns in her eyes. She raises her hand to slap me again, but her wrist ends up between my palm before she can do that.
“Don’t try that again.” My eyes flash as my wolf claws to the surface.
“That’s the only good thing about you in my life, Alpha Alexander. But I swear you don’t deserve Ayla, my Baby. A man like you deserves nothing good in his life, and when my baby realizes it, she will want to be away from you like everyone else.” She glares into my eyes.
Something in my chest twists. I tightened my hold over her wrist unconsciously, but when she winced, I let her go. My hand takes hold of her throat instead. I give it a light squeeze, earning a terrified, breathless look from her.
“The next time you decide to run your mouth, remember who I am, Layla. It’s not hard for me to get rid of you and make you disappear for good.” I warn and run my thumb up her throat.
“Because just like you think Ayla doesn’t deserve me as her father, I think a weak wolfless woman like you doesn’t deserve to raise a strong baby like her either. You are just a liability to her, a weakness she will always want to get away from. You are the one person who will keep her away from achieving great things in life. It will be better if you don’t exist for her. “I hiss before releasing her. She is sobbing by the time I am done with her.
I leave her there and ignore the ugly feeling in my chest that messes with me every time I see her cry.
LAYLA
Alpha Alexander’s words keep ringing in my ears even after a week has passed. He hurt something deep inside me once again, and I couldn’t get rid of this pain in my chest.
But I have to put on my brave girl panties and pretend everything is fine so I don’t make Daphne and Ayla worry about me. That’s what I am doing even now.
Ayla is jumping up and down in front of me as I smile at her. She is a beam of sunlight in my dark life.
“Mommy! I am going to school.” She throws her hands in the air and says the S word correctly for the first time.
My smile turns into a grin as I lean in and kiss her forehead. She giggles, grabbing my cheeks in her palms.
Ayla saw Shawn going to school and wanted to get admitted to his school. From what I know, he is actually six. He looked so small and similar to Ayla in age that I assumed he was three. This made me realize that Ayla’s brain is not the only thing that’s developing rapidly. Even her body has gotten bigger than a three-year-old’s body.
Anyway, I talked to Levi about it because I was skeptical about making this decision hastily. He conveyed that message to Alpha Alexander and came back with the reply that Shawn’s school is the pack’s school, and it’s good. So, now I am going for Ayla’s admission to the school.
“Come on, Baby. Let’s hurry up and get there on time.” I tell her.
My Baby grabs my finger obediently. I am wearing my best clothes- a yellow dress that reaches my knees and looks presentable enough. My baby is wearing a similar dress, so we can match. We both stroll out before I stop dead in my tracks.
I thought Levi would take us to the school.
But Alpha Alexander is the one leaning against his car, talking to someone on the phone. He is dressed in a tailored black suit, which looks expensive like the rest of his clothes. His presence alone is enough to command attention and demand submission from others.
He turns his head and stares in my direction. My heart leaps to my throat. He is an asshole, but he is undeniably the best-looking man I have come across. He exudes an aura of immense power and confidence, which beats all other men.
“Daddy!” Ayla leaves my fingers and runs in his direction.
I gasp, following her on hurried steps. “Baby, Daddy is talking on the phone. Don’t disturb him.”
Alpha Alexander leans down and picks our excited daughter with one hand before plastering her to his chest like she is the most precious existence in his life. My heart misses a stupid beat when I see him expertly continuing to talk in a stern tone on the phone while affectionately patting Ayla’s back.
“Yes. Fine by me. Get it done.” Alpha Alexander states before hanging up.
“All ready for school, Princess?” He asks her, his voice instantly losing the stern note and becoming as soft as it will ever be.
“Yes, Daddy!” Ayla nods and nuzzles his neck.
“I love you, Daddy. You are the best.” Her muffled voice reaches my ears.
Alpha Alexander throws me a pointed look, probably taunting me over my words from a week ago. I poke the inside of my cheek with my tongue and look away.
“I love you, Princess.” He murmurs to her.
Ayla gets down from his arms and opens the back door of the car before sliding inside. I smile when I see her at her best behavior. It’s another happy day for my Baby, and he is by her side.
My gaze moves to the man in question. He is already staring at me. His eyes move from my head to my toes, leaving no place untouched. I shift uncomfortably, knowing what’s going on in his head.
“Get in.” He commands in a husky voice.
“You don’t need to come with us.” I blurt.
“I don’t need your permission.” He pushes his back off the car. “Now, if you want me to allow you to come with us, get in.”
I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t burst out. He moves in the other direction to take the driving seat. I walk to the car and open the backseat’s door.
“I am not your driver, Layla.” He grumbles.
Ayla looks between us, her lips pouting. I release a tired breath, not wanting things to escalate in front of her, and silently go to the passenger seat.
His proximity affects my sanity. He takes up a lot of space, and his expensive cologne fills the rest of it. When he is around, it’s hard not to notice the veins in his arms, the tattoos on his body, the darkness behind his eyes, and his hot breaths.
He starts the car while I look out the window to avoid him. I can already feel heat pooling between my legs, begging for his touch.
The past week, I touched myself more times than I have done in the last three years, and I couldn’t orgasm. My walls ached for his touch, for the sparks, and the dominance. And it’s getting on my nerves. I am sexually and mentally frustrated just because of him.
“Did you two fight again?” Ayla’s head pokes between us.
I almost choke on my breath when I look at her and find her eyes narrowed. She looks like the spitting image of her Daddy when she looks at someone like this.
“Your Mommy is feisty. She keeps fighting with me.”? Alpha Alexander hums playfully.
I eye his face, which betrays no emotion. Anger burns in my eyes.
“Mommy.”? Ayla turns to me.
“Your Daddy talks too much, Ayla Baby. “I huff.
“Daddy.”? She turns her head toward him.
“I told your Mommy that I won’t talk so much if she plays with me once. But she refused. “The corner of his lips curl up as he says.
“Mommy won’t play with you, Daddy? But she plays with me. She is a good girl. “My Baby reasons in her small voice, not knowing what she is talking about.
“But she won’t play with me. She says she doesn’t like me.”? He shrugs.