Lahat ng Kabanata ng ALPHA'S REJECTED BRIDE: HIDING HIS BABY: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

ROSALINE’S POV:I did not know what I was feeling, but it was not good. It became almost impossible to breathe; my breaths became laboured. I watched the two of them squirm awkwardly as my gaze pierced through their nervous eyes.“It’s not what you think,” Damien said after several moments of opening and closing his mouth like some sort of fish out of water. My feet began to move on their own accord, and the closer I got, the more their eyes widened. I did not know how it was possible, but I could hear their heartbeat from where I stood. Damien was about to say something else when Peace interrupted him.“He was trying to get me to sleep with him, Your Majesty!” She shot, and Damien’s head snapped towards her with eyes that were ready to kill.I could not say I was surprised when he suddenly stood to his full height, ignoring all the pain I was sure his wounds were causing. But with Damien Creed, anything was possible. His hand was on her throat faster than I could blink, and the sound

DAMIEN’S POV:“But what does that have to do with you trying to seduce me?” I asked with a scowl on my face. I was not even a bit happy about the fact she was standing right in front of me, free after what she had done. What was Rosaline thinking? This bloody maid should be locked up; I do not give a damn if she was sent with a gun to her head. She should do no better than lay her hands on me. Damn, I wanted to cut them off so badly; it is an absolute abomination that she still had them attached to her body.I need to calm down.I was even angrier than Rosaline, which should not be so, but I suppose it was because she tried to frame me. What did she think would happen when she lied like that? If she thought Rosaline would actually believe her, then she is dumber than I thought.But then, what would have happened if Rosaline had walked in one second later? Would she have believed her? Judging by the past I have had, it would not be surprising if I went back to my old ways.I really nee

ROSALINE’S POV: “Are you scared?”That question was directed at me, and I did not know how to answer it. I had been staring at my reflection in the mirror for what felt like over two hours. My makeup was perfect; everything was perfect, but I did not feel perfect.My makeup was smokey, and my hair had been straightened. It fell to my waist in thin, long strands that glistened under the light, and my dress, oh my dress. It was the best one I had. It was a black fitted dress that hugged my curves and covered up every inch of my body. A slit rose to my mid-thigh, giving the public a peek of my porcelain legs, and black diamonds were engraved around the neck. The cotton sleeves covered my hands, and little black flowers were sown at the tip. On my wrist was a thin golden watch, on my neck was a golden choker, and on my ears were diamond-encrusted studs. I am guessing you can guess the colour of my heels as well.Yes, they were golden, too.But why did it feel like something was missing

ROSALINE’S POV:Well, things just got worse.Of course, the universe decided to mock me by giving her the name of my deceased best friend. I was unable to utter a word for a while; I could not. My voice was lost, and I could do nothing but stare at her in disbelief.That seemed to have made Gwen uneasy because her eyebrows drew together, and she appeared nervous. My silence could do that to anyone. Thankfully, Brenda came to my rescue by breaking the unwarranted and nerve-wracking silence.“That’s such a sweet name, but what does Alpha Xander call you?” she asked, smiling deviously with a sprinkle of mischief. Gwen’s face heated a bit, and she hesitated before responding.“Mama.”Brenda released a snort, but I knew it was meant to be a full-blown laugh, but she was doing her best to contain herself. I did not find any of this amusing; suddenly, all this felt so wrong to me. Was it because of her name or because she was uncomfortable with all of this?“How old are you?” I blurted, but

DAMIEN’S POV:“He just wanted us to form a pact. I told him I would think about it and go find you,” I told her, but she did not look even a little bit convinced. She still had her eyebrows knitted together and her lips pulled downward to a frown. I hated seeing her like this; it drove me crazy, and not in a good way.After enduring the torture of watching her cry last night until she passed out, I had hoped this morning would be different, but somehow that was even worse. Last night I carried her back inside the house, and thank goodness Ariana was sleeping by then. I do not think she would believe any story I would have made up. She was way too smart for her age.This morning I woke up to find Rosaline wide awake; she was silently staring into the distance, and I had to shake her before she knew I was awake. not even speaking to her anymore.This is the version of her that I hated most. The withdrawn part of her was the part of her that was hurt, lost, and confused. That child in he