All Chapters of Pregnant For My Ex Sugar Daddy: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KNOX’S POV“Goodnight, Knox.” Her voice echoed in my mind long after the door closed behind her. The way she said it—soft, final—it was as if she was shutting more than just the door between us. I stood there for a second, staring at the wood, feeling an odd sense of emptiness wash over me. I wasn’t sure why.I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts and force myself to move. There was no use in standing here like an idiot, hoping she'd open the door again. I walked down the hall, the floorboards creaking under my weight, heading toward the laundry room. The cottage was quiet, too quiet, with only the faint hum of the wind outside.When I reached the laundry room, I flipped on the light, the old bulb buzzing to life above me. It was a small space, tucked away at the back of the house. There were a few shelves lined with towels and sheets, and an old wicker basket sat in the corner, half-filled with unfolded laundry. I grabbed a couple of blankets off the shelf and tossed them over

MELISSA’S POVThe boys giggled quietly, their earlier promise to stay silent forgotten as they eagerly grabbed slices of pizza. For a few minutes, the kitchen was filled with the sound of them munching and slurping on the juice boxes I’d grabbed for them. I leaned back against the counter, watching them eat, feeling oddly content.But my mind couldn’t stay in the moment for long. It drifted back to Melissa, as it always did. The way she’d looked at me tonight—torn, conflicted, like she was fighting herself as much as she was fighting me.“Uncle Knox?” Dylan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.“Hm?” I looked over at him, still chewing on his pizza but now eyeing me with curiosity.“You’re gonna stay, right?” His question was simple, but it hit me like a ton of bricks.Tyler glanced at his brother, then back at me, waiting for my answer. The air suddenly felt heavier, the weight of their question pressing down on me. I wondered why they were suddenly asking about that. Perhaps they o

MELISSA’S POVThe sound was faint, but unmistakable—wood groaning under pressure, the kind of sound that made my senses sharpen. I froze, my heart skipping a beat as I instinctively scanned the treeline. The forest was thick, a web of shadows and sunlight that made it hard to distinguish anything clearly.I took a deep breath.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. My inner wolf stirred within me, always more perceptive than my human side, sensing something in the air that wasn’t quite right. But as I continued to listen, the forest remained still. Nothing else moved, no further sounds came, and the tension in my body slowly began to unravel.It was nothing. I told myself, exhaling a long, slow breath. Just the forest waking up.Still, my wolf whined softly, restless beneath my skin. She wasn’t convinced, and I could feel her pushing against the edges of my control, eager to be let out, to run, to stretch her legs after so long. I had been ignoring her needs for days,

Once inside the cottage, the boys immediately bolted toward their toys scattered across the living room floor. Their chatter filled the air, but I could feel Knox’s presence looming behind me, his unspoken questions pressing down like a weight I wasn’t ready to carry.I busied myself with straightening up the kitchen, ignoring the heaviness between us. Knox lingered near the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, his eyes never leaving me. I knew he wouldn’t drop it, but I wasn’t in the mood to go through the emotional minefield that conversation would trigger.Finally, he broke the silence. “Melissa…”The ringing of a phone interrupted him. It appeared to be his. I watched as he ooked down at it and a muscle in his jaw ticked. He looked back up at me again, his gaze colicted. I held it, trying my beest to not show any sort of emotion.The moment hung heavy between us, the weight of his unfinished sentence thickening the already tense air. Knox’s phone vibrated in

ALPHA KNOX’S POVMy jaw tightened. I didn’t want to fight with her, but she wasn’t making this easy. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my emotions in check. “It’s not like that, Susie. Her kids were home alone, there was a fire—”“And you couldn’t have just sent someone else? One of your pack members? Or maybe, I don’t know, called me to let me know you weren’t coming home?” Her voice cracked at the end, a mix of anger and something that sounded like hurt.“I was in the middle of a crisis,” I shot back, my patience wearing thin. “It wasn’t exactly the time to stop and make phone calls.”Susie let out a bitter laugh, and the sound grated against my nerves. “Right. Always the Alpha, always the hero, huh? But never for your own family.”Her words hit harder than I wanted to admit, but I wasn’t going to get into this with her. Not now. “I’m doing the best I can, Susie.”There was silence on the other end, but I could hear her breathing, the tension thick between us. When she spoke agai