Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
“You are not a lesser wolf, Fiona,” he growled.
Landon leaned forward, nuzzling against her as he reached his hand down between them and guided the head of his cock to rub against her clit once again.
Fiona took a sharp breath as she arched her back and bit down on her bottom lip.
“You alone are my weakness, Fiona,” he whispered. “A weakness in which I have found more than enough strength to fight off any who would challenge my position as Alpha.”
Fiona let out a heavy pant as Landon continued to tease her. She looked up into his eyes. They stared back at her with lust and hunger. But beyond the surface, there was something more, something more profound.
“There is nothing ‘lesser’ about you, Fiona.”
In her heart, Fiona knew that she would always long for Cain. But Landon’s pursuit of her had been an unexpected but not entirely unwelcome surprise.
For two years, she had rejected him. But he never gave up, and he never crossed any line she put down. He was passionate but respectful, powerful yet gentle.
Since she had opened herself to him, she had found nothing but joy and pleasure in her world. He was a good man, a great leader, and as hard as she had tried not to, she loved him.
Fiona moved her arm around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She kissed him fiercely as her other hand reached down and took hold of him. Landon gasped against her mouth as Fiona guided his thick shaft to dip into her entrance while she wrapped her legs around his waist.
They both panted with anticipation, their heated breath mingling together before Landon crushed his lips to hers and plunged deep inside her.
Whether the match would last or not, Fiona couldn’t know. Landon had not found his mate yet, and it was possible that when he did, he would leave Fiona behind. But whatever time they had left together, they would enjoy every moment.
***
Selene let out a heavy sigh as the picture showed that it had been delivered. She swallowed and quickly shut off the phone. It wasn’t fair of her to do so. She knew Fiona would call back. She would want to talk to him, to question everything.
She promised to bring him home in three days. Alexander would return to the world in three days, whatever that might mean for them.
But, until then, she would embrace her own selfishness for as long as she could.
Selene took a deep breath and walked back into the room with a plan to curl up in her husband’s arms and enjoy his warmth as she fell back asleep.
But she stopped only two steps out of the bathroom as she was caught in his silver gaze. Selene froze.
“Alexander…” she whispered.
He let out a gentle sigh.
“I tried to keep pretending I was asleep,” he said, giving her a small smile, “but I think there’s just too much hanging in the air between us to let it go.”
Selene swallowed.
“Now that we’ve only got three days,” he said. “I think it’s time, Selene.”
“Time for what?” she asked quietly, a panic rising in her chest.
Alexander stood up from the bed, walking directly to her. He pulled her into his arms and held her close. Selene couldn’t resist relaxing against him. His warmth, his presence, it was soothing. He leaned down and kissed her head tenderly as she rested against his chest.
down and kissed her head tenderly as she rested against his chest.
“Time that you tell me what it is you’re hiding,” he whispered against her hair.
“Sshhh… she just fell asleep,” Axel whispered as Alice opened the door to their room.
Alice carefully closed the door, locking it before turning to see him sitting on the small couch with their newest addition, just shy of two years old, lying against his chest with her head on his shoulder. He gently swayed from side to side, his palm resting on her side as his fingers thrummed against her back at a slow, even pace.
Axel had his head lying tenderly against hers, a soft hum on his lips. Alice leaned back against the door with a smile on her face. She never got tired of this sight.
With the twins, they had shared most of the routines, bedtime, feeding, changing, and so on. They each would have one of the children, so she did not have as many opportunities to simply watch as he cared for their child.
But with their daughter, it was different. Everything was different.
The twins had been a blessing. A miracle that both Axel and Alice thought was impossible. And up until the moment of their birth, though neither would ever say it out loud, they were equal parts excited and terrified. Expecting the worst at every turn.
Even after the birth, Alice, at times, struggled to accept that the life they had built and the family they had, was real. For the first year of the twin’s life, she had nightmares. She loved her children, and Axel was nothing but supportive. But the reality of all that she had been through, the torture, the training, the doll. It all haunted her.
She worried that her mind could break at any time and that she would once more be lost in the past, drowning in the memories of the things she had done as the doll. She feared that she might, at some point, become a danger to her children.
Axel did all that he could to support her, to reassure her. But in the end, Alice needed more than just his love to help her through the fear and anxiety.
Though Bell was not trained in psychology and strongly suggested that Alice seek help from one of the many Summer wolves that were, Alice would only talk with her. For months, Alice came to Summer, or Bell came to Winter, spending hours together, chatting, and working through the nightmares that plagued her.
In the beginning, it was only about the children. Bell shared her experiences as a mother, her fears, and her concerns. Alice shared some of her own. But eventually, they talked about the past. About Roman. About the things that each of them had suffered and hidden away from the world. About how scared they each were of their children learning about those things.
It didn’t solve the problem. It didn’t make the nightmares go away. But it eased some of the fear that had taken root in Alice’s heart.
When the twins were just over a year old, Alice was finally ready to face her biggest nightmare.
She had searched through what remained of Holden’s personal files and some that Nessa had recovered for her from Spring’s database. Finally, she was able to locate what little information existed about her mother.
With that, she could find where she and her mother had lived in the human world.
[THREE AND A HALF YEARS AGO]
Alice and Axel traveled far from the territories. She had told him when he proposed that she wanted them all to visit her mother together, but when the time came, she did not want to take the twins. She wasn’t sure if they would be able to find her mother’s grave or how it would affect her.
As Axel pulled up to the house, Alice looked out the window. It looked just like all the other houses in the area. A small front yard with few flowers and a cement walkway leading to two steps up to the porch. A metal screen door, old peeling white paint on the siding of the one-story house.
But unlike the rest of the houses, looking at this one made Alice feel a tightness in her chest that she couldn’t explain.
“This is the address you found,” Axel said. “Does anything look familiar?”
Alice swallowed and nodded.
Axel reached out and took her hand. Alice looked back at him. He gave her a warm smile and brought her hand to his lips, kissing it tenderly.
“I’m right here,” he said. “You’re not alone.”
Alice nodded and turned back toward the house. In the back of her mind, she heard a child’s soft cries and screams as she was carried across the lawn toward a waiting car.
“This was our house…” she whispered.
Alice squeezed her hand.
Alice swallowed as she looked at the lawn. She could almost hear it, almost see it… something just at the edge of her memory. A smile. But not like the ones that Holden showed her, not those Cheshire grins that haunted her nightmares. No, this smile was warm. It carried a laugh. One that made Alice’s heart ache from longing rather than pain.
She took a deep breath.
The metal door opened. A child came out laughing. A little boy, only about four or five years old. He ran down the steps and onto the lawn, laughing the whole way. Another sound from the door drew Alice’s attention.
“Roar! The monster is coming to get you!” the man growled playfully. He held his hands in the air, formed into claws, as he took exaggerated steps down from the porch toward the boy.
“No!” The boy laughed, running away. “Stay away, monster!”
“Monster is hungry! Monster is going to eat you up! Roar!”
The man slowly chased after the boy, they laughed together, and Alice felt a strange connection to the man. He was younger than she was, probably by more than a couple of years. But there was something about his smile, his laugh, that felt familiar.
Where did she know him from? How could she have known him?
722 To Say Goodbye
A sudden cry shook Alice’s thoughts. The boy had fallen to the ground and now sat crying. Alice reached for the door but stopped herself.
The man rushed to the boy, checking for injuries and holding him close, but the boy was upset. He continued to cry in the man’s arms. The man lifted him up and carried him to the porch, they sat down on the steps, and the man rocked the boy in his arms. He patted his back gently and sang to him.
Alice gasped as she heard the familiar tune.
A memory of a woman with tight brown curls and caramel skin. She sat on a green couch, holding a baby in her arms. His chubby cheeks and giggling smile. Alice sat on the floor, staring at the baby in her mother’s arms. She smiled as he giggled each time her mother tickled his toes. Her mother smiled, a warm and happy smile, as she sang to him.
The same song that Alice heard now from the man holding the boy.
Alice swallowed as she looked at the man. As she saw the smile, the warm, happy smile, just like her mother. This was the boy she had dreamt of. The one that Myka reminded her of.
“Alice?” Axel called her.
Alice turned, wiping the tear that had fallen from her eye.
“Are you okay?” he asked, putting his hands on her cheeks and wiping her eyes with his thumbs.
Alice nodded.
“I think…” she said softly. “I think he might be my cousin.”
Axel looked past her at the man, now laughing with the boy. He turned back to Alice and gently stroked her cheek.
“What do you want to do?” Axel asked.
Alice took a deep breath. Part of her wanted to talk to him, to find out about him and tell him who she was. But the rest of her knew that was not a good idea. How could she explain what happened, where she had been this whole time, who she really was?
She looked back at her cousin. He smiled as he lifted the boy, his son, she guessed, into the air and spun him around happily. Alice turned away and lowered her head.
“I want to find my mother,” she said softly. “I don’t want to disturb his life.”
Axel reached out and lifted her chin.
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