All Chapters of Alpha Killian: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Eleanor: I watched as the door to the room opened just as I handed Katerina to the nurse that was to take her to her crib. My eyes met Killian’s, and I frowned in confusion as I saw his tired and weak eyes. It was an expression that I never expected my mate to have, but now that I saw it, I was more than a little scared that I had done something wrong. The nurse took a step away from him, taking our daughter to the infirmary room. Our little one was to stay there for three days, just as I was to rest here for the next three days. And I watched as my mate walked toward me with an uneasy expression before he sat beside me. “It was Liana,” he said, not looking at me. He sat on the edge of the bed, and his heart raced, making me frown in confusion as I tried processing and understanding his words. The fact that he looked defeated didn’t slip my gaze either. “It was Liana who brought Elton here, who was behind the betrayal that we have been through, who was letting the fucking bastard

Eleanor: “Hey,” I said, entering Natasha’s room to find her laying on her side. She didn’t look up at me, I knew that she wouldn’t anyway. “You’re supposed to be resting, Eleanor.” She said, holding the blanket to her cheek. I didn’t say a word as I walked toward her bed and laid by her side. She sniffed, not saying a word before I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her in for a hug. However, what I didn’t expect was her reaction as she pushed me away, her eyes hardening as she glared daggers at me. “I do not need your pity or anyone’s sad gazes.” She took a deep breath and I shook my head at her, not wanting her to take things that way. Her heart raced and I could read her anger in her eyes before she looked away from me. “Please leave, Eleanor.” “Why did you stay by my side when I came back from Elton? When I was scared when Killian found out about who I was, my story, and where I came from, did you stick to my side because you pitied me?” I asked, and she looked down at her lap,

Liana: “I did beg you not to keep her,” I said, looking at Yaroslav. His eyes met mine, and I watched as he raised an eyebrow. Had he listened, it wouldn’t have gotten to this anyway. But the man not only brought her, wed her, and mated with her, then ended up sending me as a bride to ensure that I stayed away. Little did I know was that I was going to end up living the hell and beauty of my life at the same time. “You married a man of your choice…” “And you killed him,” I said, and the man raised an eyebrow. “Did you ever consider thinking that he might have not been the one to harm me? That your wife was a liar.” “She was not, it was you who told her.” He said, and I smiled. My dark smile intended to make him reconsider, think of his choices, and I wanted nothing more than to anger him just like he broke me. The pain that I felt after what he did was not one that I got over, I doubted that I ever would, but after loving the man for over forty years, I do believe that I had ever

Killian: “What are we waiting for, again?” I asked, shaking my head at my father who was not allowing me to approach any of those that were sitting in the basement, and yet, he was neither responding to the reason nor reacting to my questions. “We are going to wait until I have told you otherwise, son.” He said, and I shook my head. It wasn’t until he looked at the watch then at the door that he shook his head as he took a deep breath. It was already eleven in the morning and we have been here since eight. “You can…” The door opened, stopping him, and he smiled before we all turned around to face Natasha. Eleanor, who stood one step behind her, shook her head at me, and I nodded allowing her to come inside. “Do you need anything, Nat?” I asked, my voice softening as I looked at her. Her eyes met Liana’s then Nikolai’s before she nodded. “I want to take your advice, Uncle Yaroslav.” She said, and I looked at my father who smiled, looking proud. Eleanor, who crossed her arms over

Killian: “Killian, bring her over.” Liana said, shaking her head at me. “She doesn’t know what happened, nor does she…” “I doubt that she would want to listen. Plus, she did give you a chance to speak, it was you who chose to refuse it.” I said, stopping her. I was tired of hearing nonsense today. And I knew that we had delayed this enough. “You had your chance and you chose to allow the Italian to speak for you. Now, considering the fact that she has resented you, I doubt that I should be giving you a chance to speak, should I?” “She did not resent. I am her mother, my daughter…” “You lost your daughter the second you chose to betray the family.” I said, glaring daggers at the woman that I once considered a mother to me. To think that I believed that she would never betray us, and to think that I thought that I knew her. “Your punishment would be the least brutal. I am going to value the nights that you stayed up late by my mother’s side when I was sick.” I said, walking toward