All Chapters of Hiding the Alpha's Twins: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~Avery~The morning sun hadn’t fully risen when the shrill ring of my phone jolted me awake. Something warm and heavy was draped over me. I turned to see King lying beside me, his arm snugly wrapped around my waist. I flung his arm away like a rag doll, my heart racing as I checked under the blanket to make sure I was still fully clothed. To my immense relief, I was. My little freak-out must’ve woken him up because he let out a sleepy groan. Ignoring him completely, I snatched the persistently ringing phone from the nightstand and saw it was Mom’s name glaring accusingly on the screen.“Good morning,” King mumbled, voice thick with sleep.I shot him a look that could kill were they bullets before practically leaping out of bed and diving for the bathroom. Every muscle screamed in protest as I slammed the door shut. Phone pressed to my ear, I whispered into the phone.“Hey Mom, Good morning.”“Avery! You okay, honey? Sleep alright?” Her chipper tone felt like nails on a chalkboard this

~Avery~ I turned the key in the lock and pushed open the door, leading the way into the new apartment with my mom and the twins following close behind. The place was spacious, just right for all of them. Divah, my help, had assured me it was safe and comfortable, and I had fallen in love with it the moment I walked in. It would serve as a perfect sanctuary for my mom and the twins until I got things sorted out. I was surprised to see that Jane, my new friend from Blue Moon Pack, tagged along with my family. Jane was reliable; I had put her to the test in various ways, and she had shown herself to be trustworthy. She had been recommended to me by my mother's friend whom we hid in her house then. When we had first met, she had just lost her job and had volunteered to look after Julian and Julia while Mom and I were at work. "Welcome home!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm as I turned around to face them. But Mom just stared at me blankly. I had put on dark shades to hide the brui

~Avery~ King wasn't doing me any favours by suggesting I retire for the night. Honestly, I was having a blast, squished between the two charming princes. But deep down, I was exhausted. I couldn’t just sit there all night avoiding being alone with King, not after the intense looks he had been shooting my way all through dinner. And let’s not even start on how my traitorous body reacted to those looks— it worried me the most. Despite my best efforts to deny it, I knew I still wanted him. It was a truth I desperately wanted to tuck away in a dusty corner of my mind. Giving in wasn’t an option. Things were way too complicated now, especially with my two precious kids involved. As we walked side by side, heading back to our various rooms, I made sure our bodies didn't touch. I also tried to occupy my mind with other thoughts that didn't involve his power and strength— in bed, of course. But those naughty images kept flashing through my mind like a highlight reel from a steamy movie. The

~Avery~ The breakfast table was set outside in a scenic courtyard, surrounded by a riot of colourful flowers. The crisp autumn breeze danced around us, adding a touch of magic to the morning. I had come out and been escorted to this place exactly at 7:30 a.m., not wanting to have an awkward encounter with King on his arrival. I wanted to be seated and composed when he showed up, and I managed to achieve that small victory. As the King of Kram joined me, I noticed King strolling from the direction of our suites, Regina clinging to his arm like her very existence depended on it. I quickly averted my gaze, willing my heart to resume its regular beat. When did Regina arrive? If I had succumbed to King's temptation last night, how would I have felt seeing him here with Regina by his side? "I trust you had a good night's rest, Mrs. Bells?" King Omar inquired once he settled into his seat. I beamed at him as a servant poured coffee into my mug. "I did, Your Majesty. The night was

~King~ My eyes fluttered open, and I sucked in a deep breath almost as if the dream I just had was real, my gaze meeting the harsh glow of the hospital room’s overhead light, nearly blinding me. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to shake off the remnants of the dream where I struggled underwater, fighting to stay afloat and catch my breath. "Ah, you're awake," Kristopher's voice said beside me. I turned my head to find him nestled on the only velvet couch in the room. His left hand was still in a cast, but he looked fine. The last thing I remembered was coming back from Avery's place, feeling drained, and then the sudden struggle for air. I had had an asthma attack. It's been ages since I ever had an attack because I was always cautious of my health. I wasn't entirely surprised that this happened because it would have been a miracle if it didn't happen after all that smoking out of frustration. When I heard Regina's self-confession about setting Avery up five years ago and threate