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The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 096. Meeting Little Ones II...
I stared at her, my thoughts racing. “Ruby…” I started but trailed off, unsure how to continue. “Why didn’t you tell me?”Her face crumpled slightly, her voice cracking as she replied. “I didn’t know how,” she said. “I didn’t want to burden anyone. And honestly, I was scared of what everyone would think.”Her words hit me hard. I reached across the space between us, taking her hand in mine. “You know you can trust me,” I said softly. “We’re family, Ruby. You didn’t have to go through this alone.”Tears glistened in her eyes, but she blinked them away quickly. “I know,” she whispered.The sound of Rhett and little Ruby laughing in the other room broke through the heavy moment. Their giggles felt almost surreal against the tension in the room.“Dad already has a hint about them,” I said cautiously, watching her reaction.Her eyes widened, and I could see panic flash across her face.“But I won’t say anything,” I assured her.Ruby exhaled deeply in relief. “Thank you,” she said.“But yo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-16The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 097. Morning Chaos...
~Ruby's POV~Saturday began with a sense of heaviness due to the upcoming event. It was the day of Aunt Jean’s burial, and there was a clear tension in the house. I had just come out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me, with steam lingering on my skin. As I tied my robe, I made my way to the kids’ room, expecting to find them already dressed and ready.I pushed the door open slightly and peeked in. “Hope you two are almost ready?”The scene inside stopped me dead. There they were, sprawled on the bed with their tablets, eyes glued to their screens, completely oblivious to the passing of time.“Is it time already?” Little Ruby asked, not even looking up.“What do you mean, is it time?” I pushed the door open wider, hands on my hips. “We’re late already!”Both kids shot up, their wide eyes mirroring their surprise. “We are?” they chorused.“To the bathroom. Now!” I said, pointing emphatically to the door.Their tablets clattered onto the bed as they scrambled to obey. Towels slun
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-17The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 098. Attendance...
~Roman's POV~Kai lounged on the couch, one arm slung over the back as he flicked aimlessly through the channels on the TV. I was seated across from him, sipping coffee, my mind halfway between the room and the thoughts tugging at me.“Aren’t you attending the ceremony anymore?” Kai asked casually, not looking up from the screen.I frowned, trying to piece together what he was talking about. “What ceremony?”Kai raised his brows in mock disbelief. “Ruby’s aunt. The burial?”“Oh, right,” I said, straightening up in my seat. “Yeah, I’m definitely attending.”Kai smirked, his eyes narrowing with amusement. “Hmm… definitely, huh?”“What?” I asked, already sensing where this was headed.Kai tilted his head, the teasing grin growing on his face. “You and I both know the only reason you’re going is because of Ruby.”I scoffed, leaning back against the armrest. “Nonsense. It’s the right thing to do.”“Oh, really?” Kai said, leaning forward now, clearly enjoying himself. “You’re telling me thi
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CHAPTER: Facing the crowd.~Ruby's POV~The moment I parked the car outside the venue, my hands tightened around the steering wheel. The murmur of distant voices carried through the air, mingling with the soft rustle of trees swaying in the wind. I glanced at the kids through the rearview mirror.“Remember,” I firmly but gently, “just greet. Do not talk or engage in any discussion with anyone except me or Aunt Esperanza. Okay?”“Alright, Mum,” Rhett and little Ruby chorused, their small faces earnest as they nodded.I smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. “Good. Let’s go.”Stepping out of the car, the clear air hit me, carrying the faint smell of freshly turned soil and lilies. I held Rhett’s hand in one and little Ruby’s hand in the other. Their tiny palms felt warm and comforting. Together, we walked toward the gathering.As we entered, I felt it immediately—the weight of eyes turning to us, the whispers that followed like a ripple through the crowd. Some
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Damien’s jaw tightened. “What were you thinking, Ruby? Giving birth before marriage?” His voice was low, but the accusation in his tone was unmistakable.“And by that, you mean?” I shot back, my voice sharp.“You never mentioned having kids,” he said, his voice rising slightly.“I don’t need to tell you everything about my life,” I retorted.He took a step closer, his presence looming. “Sure, but with an outsider? Ruby, this is—”“That’s none of your business,” I cut him off, meeting his gaze with unflinching determination. “I owe no one anything.”“Oh, you think so?” he said, his tone dripping with derision.“What is your issue with me, Uncle Damien?” I demanded, my voice steady despite the storm brewing inside me.“We wouldn’t have an issue if you’d just do the right thing,” he snapped.“And you think you know what the right thing is for me?” I countered, my temper flaring.His eyes narrowed. “Not exactly, but—”“But what, Uncle Damien?” I interrupted again, stepping closer.“But if
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-20The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 101. Please call me...
~Ruby's POV~The moment I spotted Roman across the burial grounds, a surge of frustration swept over me. Turning back to Rhett and little Ruby, I kept my tone steady. “I’ll come back to this,” I said, my eyes narrowing on Roman as I started walking toward him.As I approached, the man he spoke with stepped away, leaving Roman alone, hands casually resting in his pockets as though he belonged there.“Hey, Ruby,” he said gently..“What are you doing here?” I snapped, cutting straight to the point.“I came to pay my last respects to Aunt Jean,” he replied matter-of-factly.“Last respects?” I scoffed in disbelief. “You didn’t even know her.”Roman’s jaw tightened briefly before he nodded. “You’re right, I didn’t know her well. But she was family to you, which makes her family to me.”I shook my head, glancing away to gather myself. “Oh, I see. And staying at a distance today, is that your way of being respectful?”“It’s… complicated,” he said, his tone hinting at regret. “You wouldn’t und
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-20The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 102. Uninvited Comfort...
Ruby's POV The drive back from the burial had been quiet. The kids seemed subdued, lost in their thoughts. I pulled into the driveway, the familiar sight of home bringing a small measure of comfort.As we entered the house, I placed the car keys on the counter and turned to them.“Alright, you both go to your room,” I said.“Alright, Mum,” they chorused, heading toward the hallway.“Make sure you take your baths and change into something comfortable,” I added.“Of course, Mum. You don’t need to remind us,” Rhett said with a hint of exasperation, glancing back at me.I smiled faintly, shaking my head at their retreating figures.Once in my room, I let out a long sigh. The day had been draining, emotionally and physically. The burial, the whispers, the stares—everything had weighed heavily on me. But somehow, it hadn’t been as terrible as I’d feared.As I stepped into the bathroom, I felt the warm water washing away my stress. While I scrubbed, my thoughts turned to the funeral. I rem
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-21The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 103. Even in Death...
~Ruby's POV~"Good evening, Ruby. I’ve been expecting your call."The voice on the other end was calm and steady, yet it felt unsettlingly familiar in a way I couldn’t identify. My heart raced as a wave of unease washed over me."Who is this?" I demanded, masking the nervous tremble in my voice."It doesn't matter right now," she replied in a clipped yet certain tone. "What matters is what I know… what your Aunt Jean knew and wanted you to find out."I tightened my grip on the phone, feeling my whole body tense up. "You knew Aunt Jean?""Meet me at Collins Garden and Park in 120 minutes, alone," she said, ending the call before I could ask another question.The silence that followed was deafening.I sat on my bed, the phone still pressed to my ear, long after the call had ended. My thoughts raced. Who is she? How does she know Aunt Jean? And the bigger question: Why does she want to meet me now?I glanced at the clock. It was 6:43 PM. If I was going, I had just under two hours to prep
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The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 216. Grand Return?...
ROMAN’S POVWeeks turned into months, but the thought of Ruby never left me. The girl I had cast out, humiliated, and tossed aside had taken root in my mind like an ache that wouldn't fade. I didn't know when it started—when guilt became regret, when regret became longing. And when longing turned into something I never thought I'd feel.I had fallen for her… even in her absence.But she was nowhere to be found.At first, I convinced myself she was hiding, waiting for things to blow over before she returned. But as time passed, that hope crumbled. She wasn’t at her uncle’s. She had no friends who would take her in. She had nowhere to go.So where the hell was she?Desperation clawed at me. I sent out word myself, asking anyone who might have seen her. I searched the city, turning over every stone, checking every street she might have wandered. But it was as if she had vanished into thin air.The thought that she might have wandered into the woods haunted me. I sent patrols out, ordere
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 215. Flashback...
~Romans POV~Seven Years Ago…The Pack House stood tall and intimidating, its walls filled with years of memories—some good, some bad. But today, I felt nothing but cold detachment. The air inside was heavy with judgment, and the smell of incense couldn’t hide the tension in the grand hall.I stood before the council, my face expressionless, my hands clenched into fists at my sides."You are no longer one of us."The words echoed in my mind, cutting deeper than any blade could. "You are dead to this pack, and if you return, it’s death."This moment—this exile—had started long before today. It had begun weeks ago, with a mistake, a misunderstanding, and a choice that had set everything into motion.******I stood in my bedroom, my hands sifting through his wardrobe. The scent of old fabric and polished wood filled the air as I searched for something to wear. My eyes sighted a small cloth, tucked away between neatly folded clothes.Ruby’s clothes.My chest tightened, memories of days a
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 214. The Call...
~Roman's POV~Minutes ago…The hospital lights above me buzzed softly, their harsh glow doing little to ease the anxiety churning inside me. I clenched my phone tightly as I walked back and forth in the hallway, my thumb repeatedly pressing the screen in frustration. The call just wouldn’t connect. I dialled once more, my patience thinning with each unanswered ring.“What the hell was he thinking?” I muttered.“Calm down, Roman. Relax for a second.” Kai’s voice was steady, but I could hear the wariness laced beneath it.I turned to him, my glare cutting. “Don’t—don’t tell me to calm down, Kai.”Kai sighed, rubbing his forehead. He knew me well enough by now to understand there was no reeling me back once I got to this point.“This was between me and him,” I seethed, stuffing my phone back into my pocket. “No one else. He had no business dragging anyone into this.”Kai exhaled, arms crossed over his chest. “Helen was obstructing, I guess.”“No.” I shook my head. “Even if she wasn’t,
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 213. The Footage...
~Ruby’s POV~The room was quiet, with only the soft hum of the laptop filling the space. On the screen, surveillance footage from eight different angles showed the attack happening in real time. I felt a knot in my stomach as I watched it all unfold.The front door burst open first—five masked men storming in like they owned the place. Helen was the first to react. She fought them off or at least she tried to, but she was outnumbered. One of them struck her hard across the face. She staggered but didn't fall. Another one lunged at her with a knife. Helen dodged once, twice—then pain shot across her face as the blade found its mark from behind.I gripped the edge of the chair.I barely heard my own breathing over the frantic pounding of my heart. The glow from Kai’s laptop screen bathed our faces in cold blue light, but nothing about this moment felt real. Roman, Kai, and I sat frozen, watching in horror as the nightmare unfolded before us.Rhett grabbed the nearest thing—a lamp, m
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 212. Chaos...
~Ruby’s POV~As soon as Roman and I stepped into the house, a suffocating weight settled over me. The silence wasn’t just empty—it was wrong. Heavy. It crawled over my skin, sinking into my chest, making it hard to breathe.My breath caught, my chest tightening as my eyes darted wildly over the destruction before me. The couch lay overturned, shattered glass crunched beneath my boots, and streaks of blood—dark, smeared—marred the walls like something, or someone, had been dragged.A cold shiver clawed up my spine. My stomach twisted into knots.And then it hit me.The kids.I sucked in a sharp breath, my voice breaking as I called out. "Helen? Rhett? Ruby?"Nothing.No footsteps. No voices. Just the eerie stillness of a house that should’ve been filled with laughter, with noise, with life.Panic gripped my throat, making it hard to breathe. I moved without thinking, pushing through the mess of broken furniture and accidentally knocking over a lamp in my desperate search. My heart rac
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 211. Abel's Chess Game...
~Roman's POV~Abel’s voice carried through the speaker in a manner that was both smooth and taunting. "Good evening, little bro."I tightened my grip on the phone, jaw clenching. "What do you want, Abel?" I went straight to the point. No need for games—not that he ever played fair.“A little greeting won't hurt.” He mused. “I have no time for such.” I countered. “Christ, ever serious. Put the phone on speaker. I’m sure you’re not alone."Ruby's voice was soft but filled with suspicion as she shifted against me. "What’s he saying?"I raised a finger, signaling her to wait.Abel chuckled. "Oh, Ruby's there too? Nice. Go on, Roman."Damn it. Of course, he heard. He always did. I set the phone down on the table, hitting speaker.Abel’s voice filled the space around us, casual but laced with arrogance. "Figured you’d all be together after that little stunt you just pulled."Everyone exchanged glances but remained silent."You thought you were in control, didn’t you?" Abel continued, then
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 210. Interrogation...
~Ruby’s POV~The basement was poorly lit, the single hanging bulb casting long, wary shadows along the damp concrete walls. The air was thick with the scent of rust, sweat, and something more metallic—blood. It clung to the space, making the atmosphere suffocating.Roman and Damien towered over the two men tied to the chairs, their faces revealing nothing as they contemplated what to do next. The men were restrained in worn metal chairs, their wrists and ankles firmly secured with heavy-duty zip ties.Their clothes were torn, blood seeping through the fabric where Roman and Damien had already introduced their fists.One of them, a stocky man with a split lip, glared up at Roman, his breathing heavy but controlled. The other, leaner with dark, piercing eyes, had a smirk despite the cut above his brow.Roman cracked his knuckles, the sound sharp in the silent room. “Who do you work for?”The stocky man didn’t answer. He only winced, his jaw tightening in defiance.Damien let out a shor
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 209. The Port Battle...
WARNING: GRUELSOME AND A BIT BRUTAL FOR SOME PEOPLE. PROCEED WITH CAUTION~Roman’s POV~The port had a salty, rusty smell mixed with something more foreboding—the scent of a deal about to go down. The waves gently hit the docks, creating a tense atmosphere. Flickering overhead lights cast long shadows between the stacked shipping containers.I adjusted the lens of my camera, angling it just right to capture the blurry figures exchanging briefcases. Each soft click of the shutter sent a jolt of adrenaline through me. This wasn’t just some shady deal. It was bigger—dangerous. And I could feel it in my gut.Beside me, Damien shifted restlessly, his fingers twitching near the concealed weapon at his side. His eyes scanned the scene, always watching, always ready."Standing here beside me isn't of any help," I muttered, focusing on getting the best shot."You think so?" Damien replied in a low voice."Obviously. And you know that.""I'm actually watching your back while you take the shots
The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy? 208. Confrontation and Plan...
~Ruby's POV ~Damien’s office was still as I last remembered—perfectly lit, a little too neat, and carrying that ever-present scent of leather and expensive cologne. It was the kind of place that made you feel like you were either about to be recruited into something dangerous or interrogated for something you didn’t even know you did.The tension was already thick before we even stepped inside. Roman entered first, with his hands in his pockets and a relaxed posture, but his eyes were alert. Kai came in right after him, unusually quiet and not his usual talkative self. I stayed by the doorway, feeling nervous.Damien sat on the edge of his desk, arms crossed, watching us as we filed in. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes flickered with curiosity—no, scrutiny. He barely let the silence settle before speaking. "Glad you could make it. Thought you’d have a change of heart."I met his gaze, unfazed. "We should be the ones worried about that."He let out a low chuckle. "Be res
