Semua Bab The Unclaimed Omega: My Alpha is a Nightmare : Bab 41 - Bab 50

The aroma of sizzling meat and steaming sauces greeted River as she pushed open the swinging doors of the restaurant. The lunchtime rush was just beginning. She could tell by the steady stream of customers filling the tables and lively chatter buzzing in the air. She would love the view as she had come to cherish normalcy after being harbored in the De La Morts mansion for years, but right now, with Gonzalo’s episode, nothing seemed soothing to her. Tara, who was wiping down a counter near the entrance, spotted River and rushed over. "Thank goodness you're back!" she exclaimed, wiping her hands on her apron. "I need you right away." Her gaze traveled to the anxious expressions on Rain and Leo's faces clinging to River's side. "Everything alright?" River asked, shortly forgetting the encounter with Gonzalo. Tara didn't seem to notice the apprehension in River's eyes. "Everything's fine, just swamped," she said, ushering them towards the back. "Go drop them off in the living room

That was it.He just crossed the line. Did he just remind her of that night, the night when she shamelessly forced herself on him and he shamelessly took her?The night that begets her child. The best gift she could ever ask for. That night they shared alone behind closed wasn't a weakness if that was Gonzalo’s thoughts. It was a source of joy. Yet, a wave of shame washed over River at his words. Remembering how stupid she was when she snuck into his room made a blush creep up her neck. The memory of that night– knocked over in a moment of vulnerability and fueled by potent emotions was something she'd tried desperately to bury. But Gonzalo's words unearthed it, bringing back the searing pain of the rejection that followed. A blazing fury took hold of her like the moon took over the sky at night, overriding the shame she felt. Allowing her emotions to take the best of her, she lunged across the table behind them, grabbing the half-full bottle of wine that belonged to the patrons

“It's just a coincidence," River urged, forcing a casualness into her voice that she didn't feel. "Lots of people have amber eyes."Tara wasn't convinced. "But they're the same shade, River. Like looking into two melted pools of honey."River clenched her jaw. "Rain's father was human. We met when I first left home, Tara. I know who the father of my daughter is.”“Oh, wow. That's impressive. It's just that Rain looks a lot like Gonzalo which makes it very confusing and questionable.”River shut her eyes, willing herself to breathe. It seemed as though the walls were closing in on her right now. Nothing ever worked her way. Her daughter couldn't even come looking like her but looked like the bastard who rejected her instead.She tried to sound nonchalant but seemed to fail at it. “I don't really see the resemblance, Tara. Gonzalo is just Gonzalo and Rain is Rain. They don't share the same bloodline. Rain is not a wolf but a human. If she has wolf blood at all, then she got it from me.”

Gonzalo’s interest was all the more piqued. What was it about this familiar arrow? Thinking back to his last conversation with Rourke, he knew something more than ‘fishy’ was going on behind the scenes. It stressed him so much that he couldn't decipher what it was just yet.The doctor had disappeared into a back room and soon returned with a collection of dusty folders filled with photographs. Flipping through them with speed and impatience, she stopped abruptly finally."See here," she pointed with a trembling finger at one of the photographs. "What about it?" Gonzalo breathed, his voice hoarse with worry. "Do you know where it came from?"She straightened up and shook her head sadly. "These are typically used by the Ironclaw pack. But lately, I've been seeing more victims of rogue attacks with similar wounds, and this exact arrow.”What the heck?!How could the Ironclaw Packhouse’s arrows be found on the victims who had suffered at the hands of rogues? The rogues wouldn't have the

The damp alleyway air felt cool against Gonzalo's skin as he retrieved his bicycle. As relieved as he was, he couldn't help but worry too as he pedaled towards the bakery. He wasn't sure what awaited him there - Sarah and Nicholas' worried faces were a certainty, but perhaps more trouble lurked.As he neared the bakery entrance, a flash of auburn hair caught his eye. Oh, that heavenly color. He skidded to a halt and his gaze landed on the little girl from the restaurant. She was playing with the same boy and both their laughter echoed in the noon.Such a beautiful sound– children’s laughter. He couldn't believe he had denied himself of that. He remembered how River wanted three kids. She might think he didn't pay attention that day on their first meeting, but by the gods, he remembered every single thing she said to him to date.Luna’s Delight; she wanted her restaurant in his pack to be called that. He would do everything in his power to see that dream of hers come to pass. That was