Semua Bab Fighting For The Alpha's Mark: Bab 21 - Bab 25

Savannah I adjusted my gown, choosing Sasha's deep blue fabric. Elegant and attention-grabbing without being too much. I added a golden belt to cinch my waist and sapphire earrings that dangled from my ears.Xavier entered the closet. His presence filled the room like sunlight. Our eyes met through the reflection in the mirror. His lips curved into a smile. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around me."You're so beautiful," he whispered intimately while settling a hand on my stomach. The touch sent a warm shiver through me.Without meaning to, I turned to face him and brushed my lips against his, catching him off guard for a bit."Goodness, I'm sorry," I said, pulling away.But it felt as though my actions had stirred something within him as if they had taken on a life of their own. He drew me closer, placing his hand on the small of my back, and pulling me into him. His lips met mine with an intensity that sent a spark through me, and I felt everything else fade into the backgro

Savannah I returned home, debating whether to give in and embrace my mate. But then I remembered I had lied that I was on my period, and he wasn't even home.The next morning, as I was preparing Adelaide for school, she suddenly asked, “Mommy, why does Daddy always drop me at school and not you?”The question hit me like a wave. It wasn’t the first time she’d asked.Adelaide had a habit of bringing up things like this constantly, and it was really starting to get on my nerves. How was it that kids these days were so damn smart? It was like they were born with the ability to see right through every adult lie. Just yesterday, the boys had asked who their daddy was, like they were running some kind of covert operation to uncover hidden family secrets. And now, sweet, sassy Adelaide, wanted me to go to her school and expose myself to the whole class like I was some kind of public spectacle. I swear, these kids were going to make me crack before I even hit thirty.“She’s right,” Xavier

Xavier I hate flights.But I'd rather be caught dead than say that out loud. My body never handled being in the air well. Every time I flew, the moment we landed, my head would spin. My stomach turned like it was still floating. I always needed something cold, either a splash of water on my face or a drink chilled enough to reset my senses. That was the only way I could regain some balance after stepping off a plane.Gregory knew. He never let me forget. From the moment we landed, he kept throwing little jabs, teasing me like it was the funniest thing in the world. I ignored him. That was the only way to win. If I gave any reaction, he’d keep going. To prove him wrong, I asked for nothing. No water. No drink. No help. I just powered through it.The drive to the hotel was a blur. The kind where your eyes are open, but you don’t really see anything. I must have been conscious because I walked myself to my room, but I couldn’t remember anything in between.“You think you’re funny, huh?”