All Chapters of Alpha Nero: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

NeroI'm sitting on the back porch, watching Camellia and Nereo run around the backyard, laughing like they don’t have a care in the world. The sound of their happiness fills the air, and I can’t stop the smile that tugs at my lips. Camellia’s memories are back, and seeing her so carefree, so full of life, it’s more than I ever could’ve asked for.It’s a miracle, honestly. I would have loved her just the same, even if her memories never returned. But now, with everything she’s regained, it feels like we’re complete again—like the piece of her that was missing has finally fallen back into place.“Catch me if you can!” Nereo shouts, his little legs pumping as he runs across the grass, glancing back to see if Camellia is closing in.She’s laughing, her hair flying behind her as she chases him, purposely letting him keep a little distance. “I’m gonna get you! You better run faster!”I chuckle to myself, shaking my head. It’s hard to believe how much has changed in such a short time. A few

I lean back in my chair, watching Nereo on the floor in front of my desk, pushing his toy cars back and forth across the hardwood. He’s deep in concentration, his little face scrunched up as he mimics the sound of an engine, totally absorbed in his own world. It makes me smile, seeing him like this. So carefree. So innocent.It reminds me of when I was his age, sitting in this same office, playing with my own set of cars while my father worked. I used to look up to him like he was untouchable, this larger-than-life figure who always knew what to do. He was my hero. I wanted to be just like him.But I also remember the day everything changed. The day I became Alpha.In our pack, the transition isn’t something that’s handed down peacefully. It’s a fight—brutal, bloody, and final. The son challenges the father, and if the son wins, he has to... finish it. Rip out the heart and consume it. It’s a ritual that’s been in the Leonetti pack since the beginning, meant to symbolize the passing o

OsirisThree days later, I’m still here, still in this small town that feels like it’s wrapped me in a weird sense of calm. I’ve kept to myself for the most part—wandering around, stopping in at the diner for food and shitty coffee, sitting by the river just outside of town. It’s been peaceful, and that’s something I haven’t had in a long time.Eva seems surprised every time she sees me at Rosie’s. I don’t blame her. I’m not the type to stay anywhere for too long. But this place... it’s different. It’s quiet. It gives me space to breathe, to exist without everything else crowding in on me.Today, I walk into the diner and find her behind the counter, pouring coffee for the old-timers who always hang out there. She looks up when I walk in, raising an eyebrow.“Back again?” she asks, wiping her hands on a rag.I shrug, sitting down at the counter. “Seems like a good town to forget about shit.”She smirks at that, leaning on the counter in front of me. “And what exactly are you trying to

EvaIt’s the same routine every time he walks into the diner—quiet, brooding, with a weight on his shoulders that practically screams “leave me alone.” Except today, there’s something different about him.Osiris sits at the counter, like always, but there’s a slight curve to his lips. It’s not exactly a smile, but it’s more than the hardened, distant expression I’m used to. Still mysterious, but less like he’s carrying the weight of the world.I can’t quite put my finger on it, but something about him is lighter. Not physically, of course. The guy’s built like a mountain, all muscle and quiet strength, but there’s something in his eyes today that wasn’t there before. Like he’s almost... at peace. Whatever storm was brewing inside him seems to have calmed, at least for now.I wipe my hands on my apron and walk over, trying to keep my thoughts in check. It’s not the first time I’ve noticed how handsome he is—how could I not? Tall, built like he could take on the world, with piercing gre

EvaIt’s my first day off in what feels like forever. The air is crisp, the sun warm but not too hot, and for once, I don’t have to worry about work or rushing through my day. Sophia is running ahead of me, giggling as she chases after some birds in the park. Her joy is infectious, and I can’t help but smile as I watch her. She deserves days like this, carefree and full of laughter.I sit down on a bench, watching her play, and my mind drifts back to last night. Osiris.I still can’t believe he asked me out.Honestly, I’d been waiting for him to lose interest or realize I wasn’t worth his time. But then, he kept coming back. And that kiss... God, that kiss. My fingers absentmindedly brush over my lips as I think about it. It wasn’t just some casual thing—there was heat, but also something deeper. Something I didn’t expect.My cheeks warm at the memory, and I can feel the butterflies stirring in my stomach. It was soft, slow, and... surprisingly tender for a man like him. There’s someth