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Alpha Enzo (and Alaria) novel Chapter 77

Enzo:

“No,” Alaria said, taking me off guard with her response.

I had to double take as I looked at her, processing the fact that it was her response as she kept her eyes on mine.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, and she nodded.

“I said no, Enzo.” She repeated, confirming my doubt. I didn’t say a word for a moment, keeping my eyes on her, and she shook her head at me. “I’m sorry, but I am not going to allow you to use me again, and use what I was once willing to offer you when I was your wife. He has a mother, and though I do understand that you don’t want him to be with her, I will not be that pawn that you are going to use.”

“I never said that you were a pawn, but it was you who wanted to take care of and raise both kids…”

“I am not your wife, nor am I your Luna, and even if I was one, I wasn’t going to raise a boy who isn’t mine after what you did to me, Enzo.” She said, stopping me. She took a step back, and I watched her calm demeanor turn into an aggressive one. “When you called my son a bastard, I didn’t react, I didn’t punch you in the gut as I should have. But you are not going to expect more than that from me.”

“Alaria…”

“What, Enzo? What game are you going to try this time? Because I am fucking fed up of them.” I said, stopping him. “I am tired of you looking down on me, of you looking at me as if I was the…”

“I am not looking down at you, but you are the one person that I know would be…”

“I am not going to be willing to do anything for you. That woman that you knew, that old Alaria, she is gone. You managed to somehow kill her inside, you broke more in me than one should know possible.” She said, stopping me. “This is not one of those stories where the woman would just bend the knee for the man that broke her. If that is what you see in me, and if that is what you are looking for, then I am going to suggest that you hire yourself a damn maid who is going to be willing to take your shit,”

“I never said that, Alaria. But…”

“But nothing,” she said, stopping me. “And if that is the price that I am going to have to pay for being here with my son, then I can, very much, choose to leave. The number of houses and hotels that I can stay in are countless, and the need to stay here is not one that I am going to need.”

I watched as she took a step back before I slammed my hand on the countertop, not caring that I bruised my palm. She didn’t bother turning to look at me, but it was Ashton who jumped, clearly surprised of what he just heard.

“Mama, what happened?” I heard him ask.

“Nothing, baby.” Alaria said, lifting him in her arms. “Your father just dropped something. Now come on, the two of us are going to get ready.”

“Where are we going?” He asked, frowning in confusion.

“You are not going to take my son anywhere, Alaria.” I said, not waiting for her to answer him. She froze, not saying a word as she kept her back to me.

My heart raced against my chest, and I watched as she nodded at one of the maids. The woman walked toward her, and Alaria put Ashton down. Their eyes met, and he walked toward the maid, and I knew that she was going to take him to bedroom.

“Who the hell do you think you are to decide what I am going to do with my son?” She asked, shaking her head in question. “He is your biological son, but I don’t think that it gives you any right over him considering the fact that you were never there for him as his father.”

“He is my son, and I am not going to leave you to take him from me. Nevertheless, we have our laws and rules. You may not be my wife nor my Luna, but these rules imply on you too. I doubt that you forgot that much about who you are.” I said, and she scoffed.

“And I doubt that you believe that I am going to be ignoring everything that you have done to both me and my son so far. You may have been kind to him, and I understand that you think that you are trying, but the fact that you are trying to make decisions…”

“What the fucking hell is your problem? Huh? What happened to that kind woman who was playing the loving role…?”

“That kind woman is more than willing to turn into your nightmare if she has to for the safety of her child. And trust me, I am more than willing to eat you and the damn bastard who is going to put my son in danger. Rather than thinking of consequences, you threatened the man to take his son. I understand that Alonso is not in fault here, but you thinking, just a damn thought that I am going to allow you to disrupt the peace that I made for my child, to break the safety that I have fought so hard to build for him, you are very wrong, Enzo.” She said, keeping her eyes fixed on mine.

“I am trying to do the one good thing that I can. After everything that I did…”

“You are taking the wrong steps toward it.” I said, stopping him. “Taking the boy from his parents is wrong, regardless of how they are. They wanted to use him to get to you, and you fail to see it. Rather than admitting that you were wrong, you are going on ahead, burning everything that is good around you. For years, it went well for you, and now that it is falling, you are just…”

“Put yourself in my fucking shoes,” he said, stopping me.

“I took a step back when you chose to give me those divorce papers, Enzo. My feelings for you were true, I was in love with you, deeply in love with you, and I was loyal to you through it all. When I had my son, when I was with my baby, I didn’t even think of dropping him. I was making sure that I don’t lose him. I was making sure that I protect him. YOU chose to let me go, and you chose to break things yourself.” I said, and he took a deep breath.

He looked down at his feet, avoiding my eyes for a moment before shaking his head.

“I know that you might not comment about it. I understand that you are against everything that I am going to tell you right now, but I took responsibility of something that I wanted. I didn’t blame you for it, and maybe you were saved from issues that would have broken you.” He said, shrugging his shoulders. “You can choose to want to raise Alonso or not, but I don’t expect you to take my son from me. He is my heir…”

“A heir that you called a bastard. Alonso is named your heir, I doubt that you are going to end up looking at him any different anyway.” I said, stopping him. “I am not going to allow you or anyone to hurt my son for the sake of someone…” “Alonso is not my heir. He has his own father as a bastard Alpha. He is going to have him being an heir..”

“And you still want to raise him?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. I scoffed, and he looked away from me for a moment. He took a step back, wanting to leave, but I wrapped my hand around his arm, stopping him.

His eyes met mine, and I shook my head at the man, not wanting him to walk out.

“The two of us are going to end this conversation here and now,” I said, looking him in the eye. His eyes darkened with anger, and I shook my head at the man, not wanting him to run away from this. “Otherwise, I am going to leave with my son, and I think that I have every right to tell you that I don’t want something to be harming my child.”

“Ashton is not going to be hurt, and I will be sure to kill anything that harms him.” He said, and I let his arm go. He took a step back, and the man’s heart raced as I saw his pain in his eyes. The two of us looked one another in the eye, and he shook his head at me. “But don’t expect me to allow you to take my son away from me. I am not going to lose that one bond that I have.”

“Then the two of us are going to come up with an agreement.” I said, and he took a deep breath. “And I expect it to be one that would protect our son, if you want to think of considering him a son, that is…”

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