Semua Bab Mated to the Rogue Alpha: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Waking up the next morning, his face still appeared in my mind. I fisted the sheets as guilt filled me.I wanted to blame him. Hate him. He was the rogue who took my innocence, who left me pregnant with a child and didn’t even bother to remember.So why was I feeling so guilty?And the answer still rang true in me. But I refused to acknowledge anything.With a grunt, I trudged from the bed to move towards treasure. Whether it was due to my tumultuous emotions or the fact that I banged the door, he was near inconsolable for the rest of the night, giving me no time to rest until he fell asleep. Now? He was a happy child again. I sighed as I looked into his eyes which reminded me of the same as the day before. This was my new reality.It didn’t matter, I thought to myself as I carried him into my arms, while Violet rumbled satisfactorily at the move. He was still the boy I had carried for months, the one I birthed and the one I was living for. His changed eyes did not deter that.I took

Leo's POV If before the thought of her was difficult to get out of my head, now it was downright impossible. The interaction, if it could even be called such, was repetitive in my head, making me believe that yes, I had met her before.Why else would I look at her to see instant fear? Granted, perhaps I was giving myself too much credit and maybe none of my thoughts were actually a reality, but I couldn't help it as the image of her, however sudden, was stuck in my head.It took two more days for me to cave. Free of urgent work, I was strangely filled with the urge to go back. By the time I got home, the sun had already begun to dawn. It was probably time for dinner, I thought to myself. No doubt Sierra was waiting there and when I came in, she was going to give me a snarky reaction.True to my thoughts, I met Sierra in the dining room. Unlike what I had expected however, she hadn't noticed me the moment I walked in. She looked pensive, waiting for either something or someone. As

Isabella's POV Before I left, Anne gave me her number. I couldn't tell her that I didn't have a phone but lied that it was somewhere else.The work was supposed to begin next week. Today was a Thursday, which meant that I had only three days to go. I hesitated at the same time, thinking about what happens if Sierra comes back with a job.But two days had passed already, practically the end of the stipulated week and yet she hadn't said a thing.I pushed the thought away. It didn't matter, depending on someone was already risky. Whether or not Sierra said a thing, I already had a job in hand.So going to Agathe, I explained my plight and surprisingly, she accepted it."I'll talk to Felix to drive you around." She said, handing me a phone."You can use this in the meantime. His number is there, you can add your employer's number there too."As I looked at her, I whispered, "Thank you."She smiled gently, caressing my head "I told you I would take care of you, didn't I?"*************I

Leo's POV As she stepped out of the café, I couldn’t help but look at her. Compared to the last time I had seen her, she was more comfortable in her own skin. Braver, as the events of the café showed. Rather than the dresses I had seen her in the few times we had met, she wore jeans and a grey long sleeved top, a change to the green café top she wore. Her hair was put up in a high bun.But her appearance there also begged the question; why was she working there?I came there as the owner to check on some of the buildings. It was surprising as I saw her as the girl I was saving. But why was she there?I recalled the short conversation in the living room. Sierra had offered to get her a job before. But I doubted Sierra knew of this place. So why was she here, working?Did Sierra even know of this?Perhaps it truly wasn’t in my place to ask, but technically she was my sister’s charge and by extension, mine. Moreover, the fact that it was the building I owned raised some problems.She m

Isabella's POV In the following two days, Sierra didn't speak to me. Aside from normal greetings, she remained closed off.It was solely evident as on the weekend she stayed inside the house, another person likely taking the weekend shift in the bar. It felt even more awkward as on Saturday, I still had to leave to work in the cafe. It was equally difficult for me to meet her eyes before leaving.On Sunday, a day free for both of us, I barely saw her shadow. For the first time since, I truly felt lonely within the confines of the house.That night, I asked Anne for me to leave work in the afternoon, giving her only vague details. She accepted it, and I closed my eyes as I recalled what Sierra told me about the job the night she revealed it.Teaching. I was going to be a maths teacher. Sierra told me that I would learn the details later when I came. If I came, she had corrected before she left the dining room, not even bothering to eat anymore, leaving me with heaps of guilt.I felt