All Chapters of The Alpha's Castaway Mate: Mummy, Is He Our Daddy?: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

My heart raced as I confronted Roman, my voice trembling with anger. "Don't play games with me, Roman. I know you took them. You have no right—no right—to pick them up without my permission."The line went silent for a moment, and I could almost hear the smirk spreading across his face."Ruby," Roman drawled, his tone dripping with amusement, "I don't have the kids. In fact, I don't even know where their school is."My grip on the phone tightened, frustration coursing through my veins. How dare he pretend to be innocent?“You and I both know that’s not true. You can find out anything you want. And I saw your car, Roman—I saw you put them in it.”“That could have been anyone,” he countered smoothly. “You know there are plenty of black BMWs around.”“It was you, Roman,” I snapped. “And don’t tell me it was a coincidence you were wearing the exact same clothes you had on earlier.”There was a small, amused silence on the other end, and when he finally spoke, his tone was carried a hint o

“I think we’ll be on our way now,” I said in a tight voice as Little Ruby approached, balancing both lunch boxes in her small hands.Roman followed us out onto the driveway, his steady presence making my skin prickle. I was ready to put this visit behind us, but Rhett had other plans.“Wait, Roman!” Rhett called, turning back. “Our stuff is in your car.”I frowned, glancing at Roman as he nodded. Without a word, he followed the kids to his sleek black car parked nearby. Helen and I trailed behind, keeping a small distance. Roman popped the trunk, and that’s when the chaos began.From the depths of the car, Rhett pulled out a massive, shiny red toy car. He grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he held it up for me to see.“Mum, look! I got a new car!” he said, beaming.I scoffed, shaking my head. “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”Before I could process the sheer size of Rhett’s new toy, Ruby emerged, dragging an equally enormous dollhouse. The pastel Blue structure had tiny

And now, with just one kiss, it had roared back to life.My legs felt like jelly, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stay upright. Thankfully, Roman seemed to sense this, and without breaking the kiss, he slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.I was pressed against him now, the feeling of his body against mine sending a shiver down my spine. My mind was spinning, but there was one clear thought cutting through the haze.I didn't want this to end.I knew it was wrong, but right now, it didn't matter.Right now, all that mattered was this.This feeling.This moment.The feel of his lips against mine, the taste of him, the way his hands felt as they explored my body, sending sparks of pleasure through every inch of me.The sound of his heartbeat, thudding in time with mine.It was like coming home after a long journey.Suddenly, Roman broke the kiss, pulling back. His eyes were wild, and his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.I couldn’t breathe. I could bar

The sound of bread sliding into the toaster filled the quiet kitchen as I packed sandwiches into the twins’ lunchboxes. The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the counter, but my mind was still stuck on last night.Roman.The kiss.The bond.I sighed, pressing my fingers against my temple as if I could rub away the thoughts. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Helen’s number. She picked up after the second ring.“Ruby? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.“Everything,” I said, glancing toward the hallway to make sure the twins weren’t within earshot. “Helen, you won’t believe what happened last night.”“What?” she asked.“Roman was in my room.”“In your room?” Helen repeated, her voice rising in disbelief.“Yes,” I said, quickly recounting everything that had transpired—the kiss, the bond, my eventual demand for him to leave. By the time I finished, Helen was silent, a rare occurrence that made my stomach twist.“Well?” I pressed.Helen let ou

"Have you ever thought of telling them?"“Tell who what?” I asked, my voice muffled by my hands.“The kids... The truth," she said, her words landing heavily between us.I lifted my head, meeting her gaze. “The truth?”“Yes,” Helen said firmly. “About who Roman really is. That he's their father. Abd about why he’s here. They’re smart, Ruby. They deserve to know.”My chest tightened at the thought. “They’re just kids, Helen,” I said in a wavering voice. “How am I supposed to explain all of this to them?”“You’ll find the words,” she said, reaching across the desk to take my hand. “Because they need to hear it from you, not from a court or, God forbid, Roman himself. You have to control the narrative, Ruby.”I swallowed hard, the weight of her words settling on my shoulders. She was right. As much as I wanted to shield Rhett and little Ruby from this chaos, they deserved the truth.But how do you tell your children that the man who’s suddenly appeared in their lives is their father? That