All Chapters of The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Listen here, you pretentious bitch!” I curse at the top of my lungs. I don’t care if there are people listening, and I don’t care how bad a scene will make me look. “I have nothing to do with Hector, and even if I did, it wouldn’t be any of your business!”This woman has crossed the line with me before, and I won’t let it happen again. If she thinks she’s dealing with someone who’s afraid of her, she’s mistaken. Her gasp is loud and full of indignation. “Excuse me!?”“You heard me,” I claim. “If you ever speak to me the way you have again, I promise you that you’re going to regret it!”“Oh, will I!?” she asks, stepping forward. “Maybe you’re the one who’s going to regret the challenge you’ve presented me with. Do you think that I don’t know that you and Hector are together? That you’ve both somehow planned Julius’ death!?”The mention of Julius almost makes me draw back, but I can’t show weakness. In the coldest voice I can muster, I say to her, “You’ve lost your damn mind. I had no

I don’t even dare to look up as we approach the table with Thomas’ friends, who happen to be fucking Evan and Phillippa. This is just my luck. Outside, when I first saw Evan in the restaurant before we headed inside, I had to stop and tell Thomas that maybe I didn’t want to do this. “Why’d?” he asked me. “What’s going on?”I hated that I couldn’t find an excuse good enough for us to turn back. I’d told Evan that we would never cross paths again, so how was I going to show up to a double date with him and Phillippa? That was just going to complicate things. I also couldn’t tell Thomas that Evan was the man I’d been married to. I was glad that I’d been thoughtful in the beginning to not say anything about Evan to him. How would I have guessed?What kind of coincidence was this?“I…I just can’t,” I’d stammered uselessly. “Maybe we should turn back. Apologize.”He placed his hands on my shoulders. “They’re inside already, waiting for us. Imagine how awkward that would be? No, there’s

Thomas parks the car, sits back in his seat, and comments, “That was shitty, wasn’t it?”I find myself nodding even though I’d initially told myself that it’s better if I stay neutral to all of this. Especially after tonight, there’s no way that I’m going to be able to tell him that Evan is my ex-husband. Well, legally, we’re still married, but that’s beside the point. “I don’t understand what happened,” he explains as his hands drop to his lap. “Hector tends to be a solid person. I’ve never experienced anything like that with him or his fiancée.”I don’t comment. I keep staring at my lap, and just hope that this moment will pass soon. I want to forget this night ever happened. To motivate myself, I tell myself that in two weeks, I’ll forget this ever happened. Evan will go back to being someone from my past.“I’m sorry about tonight,” Thomas says to me. When I look up, he’s staring directly at me. “I feel like a total jackass for having put you in that position. It wasn’t fair to y

Evan's POVI feel like the dumbest fuck in the world.I never would have guessed that things would lead me to this point. I'm standing behind a tree in Thomas' backyard, and the worst part is that I think Leo might have seen me. I just can't seem to let this go, for some reason. I should be moving on. I should be going after Phillippa and trying to reconcile with her. She left and this time, I don't even know why or care. I've reached my limit with her, and what little love I've had for her has run out. But Leo. Dammit, Leo. She's the one who's on my mind now. It's like the past has finally caught up to me, and I can't get her out of my system. She's my mate, dammit, and I can't forget it regardless of how hard I try. I've been trying to push it down; suppressing those feelings hasn't helped, and she's been on my mind too frequently. Half the time, I'm thinking about her, and then Thomas steps into the picture and I lose my mind with rage. This has to be a punishment, and that's f

I’m unsettled up to the point when Thomas returns. He shrugs as he sits down, but I can tell that he’s tense. I’m trying to imagine what he’s going to say next, but I fail. “There wasn’t anyone there,” he informs me. “I didn’t see anyone.”This is the worst possible thing that he could have told me because now, I know that it’s truly Evan. Naturally, he’d hide from Thomas if he came spying on us. He wouldn’t want to be seen by him. He approached our son without me even noticing it. He’s out there. And I’m furious. “We can’t leave him wandering around,” Thomas says, expressing concern. “It could be dangerous, especially this time of the year.”“He knows not to talk to strangers,” I say. “I don’t know what prompted him to follow this man into the woods. I’ll talk to him about it.”Thomas places his hand on the back of my neck and begins to rub. “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. It’s fine. He’s fine. Don’t worry too much, okay? The situation is under control.”No, the situation is