Chapter 26he made his decision and began to speak, "I, Alpha Aeron—"Before he could finish reject—"Myra abruptly interrupted him, delivering a swift blow to his gut. "You bastard!" she exclaimed with a mix of anger and hurt, her voice laced with betrayal.Myra's frustration grew as she looked at Aeron and realized her punch had barely affected him. Not even a hint of pain crossed his face. Determined to hurt him back, Myra swung her arm again, aiming to land a solid blow, She wanted to hurt him, to make him feel the sting she felt in that moment but Aeron effortlessly dodged her attack, a smug expression playing on his lips. Frustration gnawed at her as she attempted another strike, only to be met with the same swift evasion from Aeron.As their playfully intense back-and-forth continued, a strange mix of pleasure and adrenaline surged within them. Each movement was fueled by a potent mixture of frustration, desire, and a need to assert dominance. It was a primal dance, their bodi
Chapter 27The sound of a knock on the door echoed through the house, jolting Myra out of her state of undress. She quickly scrambled to put on her clothes while whispering urgently to Aeron to do the same. Panic bubbled within her as she surveyed the living room, a chaotic mess that needed immediate attention. Another knock came, more insistent this time, and Myra hurriedly made her way to the door, her heart pounding in her chest.Myra rushed to open it, finding Augustine standing there, his expression questioning."What took you so long to open the door?" Augustine inquired, pushing his way inside without waiting for an invitation. His surprise was evident as his eyes scanned the chaos that engulfed the living room. His gaze flickered to Aeron, who was still in the process of buttoning up his shirt. The intense glare Aeron directed at Augustine made him immediately avert his eyes towards Myra. He understood the implication of the disarray and their disheveled appearance, but he dec
Chapter 28"A sneeze? All I got is a sneeze?" Augustine muttered to himself, his frustration and disappointment palpable in the air of his cluttered lab. For the past two days, he had devoted his time and energy to developing a groundbreaking formula, hoping for a significant reaction. But all he had achieved was a mere sneeze from Aeron, leaving him feeling defeated.As Augustine paced back and forth, his anger intensified, fueling his frustration. He had poured his heart and soul into this project, meticulously calculating every detail to ensure success. Yet, his efforts seemed to have been in vain.*flashback*Augustine had observed from a hidden spot as the boy followed his instructions. He had given him the formula, instructing him to spray it around the car that Aeron and Myra were going to use.Filled with anticipation and anxiety, Augustine eagerly awaited the desired outcome. As Aeron and Myra approached the car, the air was thick with expectation. However, instead of the dra
Chapter 29Aeron had found himself at a loss for what to do on this particular weekend. He had gotten so used to being around myra, but now, with a rare lull in his schedule, he found himself restless. It was then that he thought of Myra and Allistar. Maybe they could use some company. And just like that, he made his way over to Myra's place, a small smile on his face as he approached the familiar door.As he stepped inside, he was greeted by the joyful squeals of baby Allistar. Myra was in the kitchen, her attention focused on preparing breakfast. "Aeron! What a pleasant surprise," Myra exclaimed, her eyes lighting up at the sight of him. "I was just thinking about paying the two of you a visit," Aeron replied, his voice warm and genuine.He made his way to the living room, where Allistar was sitting on a playmat, a collection of colorful toys scattered around her. Aeron crouched down, a gentle smile gracing his lips as he started to entertain Allistar with his various impersonations
Chapter 30Myra paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes darting to the clock on the wall. She muttered under her breath, frustration mounting as the minutes ticked by, making her even later than she already was. With a sigh, she mindlinked Aeron, hoping for an explanation for his delay. But there was silence, no response from him.Exasperated, Myra made up her mind. She couldn't wait any longer. She picked up baby Allistar, cradling her in her arms. Determined to go about her plans without Aeron, she headed towards the door, ready to step out.Just as she was about to leave, the door swung open, and Aeron walked in. Myra's initial intention to scold him faded as she noticed the scar on his forehead. Worry etched across her face, she rushed towards him, her voice filled with concern."What happened? Are you alright?" she asked, her voice laced with urgency.Aeron moved away from her, his usual warmth replaced by an atypical coldness. "It'll heal, don't worry about it," he rep
Chapter 31The fancy restaurant buzzed with conversation and soft jazz music playing in the background. Myra sat gracefully at a table draped in white linen, her dark curls cascading elegantly over her shoulders. Across from her was James, a handsome man with a warm smile that made her heart flutter."So, James, tell me more about your recent trip to Europe. I'm curious to hear about all the amazing sights you saw." " It was incredible, Myra. I visited so many beautiful places—Paris, Rome, Barcelona. The architecture, the art, the food... everything was simply breathtaking. I wish you could have been there with me.As they engaged in lighthearted banter, their laughter filled the air, drawing the occasional glance from other patrons. Everything seemed perfect until she caught a familiar scent drifting through the air, tangling with the fragrant aroma of the delectable cuisine. It was the scent she knew all too well—Aeron.Her eyes widened as she turned her head and spotted Aeron st
Chapter 32Aeron walked aimlessly past the vibrant amusement park, his gaze fixed on the joyful scenes of families playing and laughing together. He paused for a moment and allowed his gaze to linger on a particular family—a mother and father cheerfully pushing their giggling children on the swings. The carefree atmosphere tugged at something deep within him, a sensation foreign to his own upbringing.He couldn't help but feel a pang of longing deep within his heart. It seemed like a world he didn't understand, a world that had always been out of his reach.As he watched mothers pushing swings, fathers tossing their children into the air, and the sound of children's laughter echoing in the air, he couldn't help but be reminded of his own upbringing. The realization struck Aeron with a pang of sadness—he had never experienced the simple, genuine happiness he witnessed before him. His father, consumed by his thirst for power and dominance, had shown Aeron only the harsh, unyielding sid
Chapter 33"I am not going to apologize," Aeron defiantly stated, crossing his arms over his chest.Myra looked at him with a stern expression. "Yes, you are."Aeron scowled, his frustration evident in his voice. "What am I apologizing for? He had it coming.""He's hurt, Aeron," Myra responded firmly. "You hurt him."Aeron's eyes narrowed, resentment brewing within him. "He deserved it." The bitterness in his voice was palpable.Myra's voice rose with a mix of anger and exasperation. "Aeron!""I will not apologize—" Aeron began, but his sentence was abruptly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.The unexpected ring of the doorbell caused a temporary pause in the heated conversation. Aeron looked at myra questioningly. "No! You did not!" "Yes, I did and you better apologise."As Myra opened the door, Augustine stood before them, his face contorted in pain. Plaster adorned his cheek, and a wrap secured his injured arm. Upon seeing Augustine's condition, Aeron rolled his eyes and l