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98:I'M DONE PRETENDING
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The Alpha’s reckoning 99: I DONT NEED YOUR PITY
**LISA’S POV**“Oh, Lisa, there you are!” Gareth says with a smile as I come crashing in, closing the basement door behind me.I quickly wiped away the single tear that had escaped from my eyes, but I knew I was too late. Gareth’s expression shifts slightly.“Is everything okay?” he asks, raising an eyebrow, studying my face with concern.“Everything’s good. I’m okay,” I reply, letting out an awkward laugh, forcing a bright smile to hide the truth.He doesn’t seem convinced. “Are you sure?”“One hundred percent,” I chuckle, waving off his concern. “Did you need something?” I quickly change the subject, desperate to move on.“Well, I was hoping to have a little chat with you, but if now’s not a good time, we can do it later,” he says, his tone gentle but persistent.“No, it’s fine! Now’s as good a time as any,” I say, my voice a little too high, betraying my nerves. I knew this talk was coming. I’d been dreading it, but it was inevitable. And maybe, just maybe, a conversation with Gare
The Alpha’s reckoning 100: UNSPOKEN BURDEN
LISA’S POV"But it’s a little too late to offer understanding or pity, sir," I say, trying my best to keep my tone calm and respectful, though it’s hard to suppress the wave of emotions building inside me."There’s something your father always said when we were younger. It’s never too late to try and make things right," he begins, his voice carrying a weight of regret that almost makes me want to soften."Until you’re dead," I finish for him, my voice flat, betraying none of the rage beneath the surface. I may not remember all of the wise things my father used to tell me when I was young, but that is one thing I will never forget. Whenever I made a mistake or had an issue with my mom and stayed out too long, my father would always say that exact phrase when I refuse to appologise to my mom. Back then, I didn’t understand why he would talk about death to a child, especially over something as small as breaking a plate or messing up the house. It seemed too heavy a lesson for a little g
The Alpha’s reckoning 101: PAST AND PRESENT
LISA’S POVWe sit in silence for a brief moment before he speaks again, his voice soft, “You’re just like your father, you know,” he chuckles, looking at me with a nostalgic smile.“Now that’s a first,” I couldn’t help but smile in return, a sense of pride swelling in my chest. I’ve always longed for someone to tell me I remind them of my parents. It never happened before, and for some reason, hearing it now stirred something in me, a mix of joy and sadness.“And it’s the truth,” he continued, “Your father was just like you, always trying to see the best in people, always believing there was good in everyone’s actions.”“I bet he did. It’s only fair with all those philosophical words he always had to say,” I replied, trying to sound casual, though the memory of my father’s endless life lessons made me feel a little heavy inside.“You have a point right there,” he says, and we both burst into a fit of laughter, the tension lifting for a moment, replaced by a fleeting sense of ease.As
The Alpha’s reckoning 102: FRAGILE LINES
LISA’S POVBefore I can spit out another word, Ronan swoops in and scoops Nancy into his arms like he’s some kind of superhero. "I don’t know what happened, but the way you’re handling this isn’t right, Lisa," he says, his voice calm but dripping with judgment.Seriously? My jaw tightens as I bite back the urge to tell him to shut the hell up and disappear back into whatever fantasy world he’s been living in while I’ve been here juggling everything. Who does he think he is, barging in like the parent of the year? The audacity. Just because the kids call him “Daddy” now and Salvy is starting to warm up to him doesn’t mean he gets to waltz in and give me parenting advice. I’ve been raising these kids solo while he was nowhere to be found, and now he thinks he can critique my every move? Right in front of them, too? Ugh.I turn my attention back to the shattered vase, gingerly picking up the bigger pieces and stacking them aside. When Gareth returns with a broom, we go back and forth ov
The Alpha’s reckoning 1: SPRINTING
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The Alpha’s reckoning 2: THE LONELY WOLF
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The Alpha’s reckoning 3: A STEAMY CONFESSION
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The Alpha’s reckoning 4: UNWANTED GUEST
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