Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 101

Chapter 6

The ringing of my phone hauls me out of my head and I quickly stood up, excusing myself to my room. I glanced at the screen and saw Keith’s name flashing on the display. I didn’t feel like talking to him, so I sent him a text instead. He offered to drive me to the docto’s appointment, and my Initial Instinct was to refuse. But then I reconsidered–it would be pointless to take two cars to the same place. I knew I’d have to face him eventually, and it was better to get the awkwardness out of the way. I could be polite and civil for the sake of co–parenting this time.

I returned to the living room, but Deckard was nowhere to be found. I made my way to the guest bedroom, the door open ajar, where I found him preparing for a shower. He was taking out a towel and some clothes from his suitcase when he sensed my presence. Turning around, he gave me a once–over before asking, “Everything good?” I could tell he sensed my unease.

“Yeah,” I muttered dryly. “It was Keith. He wanted to drive me to the hospital tomorrow.” His expression turned protective, and he dumped his clothes on the bed, stepping forward. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again.

I nodded reassuringly. “Completely fine.” His shoulders relaxed, and I smiled, feeling a bit better. “I’ll leave you to shower.” I turned to leave, but he calls out from behind me.

I turned back to see him perking his head out of the room. “What do you think about watching a movie tonight?” he asked. I narrowed my eyes mildly confused.

“Uhm, I don’t understand why you’re asking we always watch movies? I frowned dumbly

Deckard rolled his eyes playfully “I meant in the theater, smartass,” be teased, flashing a sly grin.

I made a face at him, crossing my arms and tapping my foot as I pried, “Which movie?

“Twisters,” he replied, and I realized I had been waiting for that movie to arrive. I had completely forgotten, too caught up with life. I jumped up, excitement coursing through my veins, my head already feeling lighter and ran to Deckard, throwing my arms around his

neck

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, Decks!” I squealed, kissing his cheek. He held me close, nearly sweeping me off my feet before setting me down. “Careful, Hamsty,” he warned softly, making me pout

I stepped back, happiness bubbling vastly inside me, “I forgot I was waiting for it to arrive. Oh, and I’ll call in sick today and get ready. When is the show, anyway? I bollered, my heart still racing with excitement.

He smiled, his eyes shining with happiness. “It’s 10:45,

I felt a surge of gratitude and happiness, but I couldn’t find the words to express it. His enthusiasm was infectious, and I loved that we shared a passion for movies. It reminded me of the good old days, when my mom and I would have movie marathons every weekend And during my time in Montana, Deckard’s family would set up a projector and watch movies outdoors, like our own little open–air theater. Keith had always taken me to movies, but he never shared my excitement. Deckard, on the other hand, mirrored my energy, and it felt amazing to have someone to share that with, especially with my mom gone.

I finished getting ready, feeling refreshed after my shower. I had shaved and changed into a comfortable pink cotton dress, and was now sitting on the bed. I settled with a pillow behind my back, a contented sigh escaping my lips. I gazed down at my stomach, a merry smile spreading across my face.

“Hey baby,” I cooed, speaking to the mini life growing inside me. I knew it was still tiny, barely the size of a pea, but that didn’t stop me from chatting away. “Would you like movies like me?” I asked, my voice filled with excitement and curiosity. I sat down on the bed, continuing to converse with my stomach as if my little one could hear me, respond to me. It was a silly, intimate moment, but it felt special, like I was already bonding with my baby.

I was so caught up in my one–sided conversation with my baby that I didn’t even notice I had an audience. That was, until I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up to find Deckard standing in my doorway, a freshly showered and dressed vision of casual perfection. His arms were crossed, and a soft, dreamy smile played on his lips. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I realized he must have been watching me for a while.

I clicked my tongue playfully, embarrassed at being caught talking to my stomach like a crazy person. Deckard, however, just grinned, looking like he’d just won the lottery. “You’re happy,” he pointed out, his eyes appearing smaller when he smiled.

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I flicked my hair, feeling a little self–conscious but also happy. “I am,” I admitted, smiling up at him. As he walked towards me, his muscles flexed beneath his sleeves, and I found myself noticing the way his muscular biceps badge. I mentally slapped myself for the thought, but I couldn’t deny that Deckard was ridiculously handsome. Mind me I am just a woman. And it wasn’t just him – all the Holston men seemed to have been blessed with chiseled good looks. Sometimes I wondered what their parents ate when they were

conceived

I stepped out onto the balcony, Deckard following closely behind me. I pointed to the breathtaking sunset unfolding before us, the fiery red hues surrounded by waves of orangish–purple clouds. “I love the view from here,”

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“Remind me to thank Hendrix again for this amazing place.” 1 clickled, glancing over at Deckard, who was now gazing out at the

stunning sight.

“Beauty of nature,” he agreed, his tone appreciative. As I looked up at him, our eyes met, and for a moment, we just stood there, taking In the tranquility of the moment.

“How’s Jovi, high on energy?” I teased, lmowing that Jovi’s boundless enthusiasm was legendary. He chuckled, shaking his head in

amusement.

“That kid’s got superpowers, I tell you,” a smile still playing on his lips. “But yeah, as healthy as a horse.” He confirmed assuringly.

“And Aunt and Uncle, Papa and Nonna everyone?” I inquired, feeling a sudden bolt of disconnection from the people I loved. It hit me that I had been so consumed by my life with Keith that I had inadvertently pushed my family to the back of my mind. Even though we had spoken on the phone and Aunt and Uncle had flown in with Hendrix to visit me after the wedding fiasco, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had, in a way, forgotten about them. The realization was unsettling, and I felt a deep regret for letting my relationships with them fade into the background.

Deckard’s face lit up with a warm smile as he shared updates about his family. “God’s blessings, they’re all good,” his eyes shining Jwith love and affection for his loved ones.

He chuckled as he continued, “Barack is still head over heels in love with Pearl, just like when you met them last.” He laughed, clearly amused by his brother’s enduring romance. “But their twins are pure evil,” he added with a joking smile

His expression turned playful as he dished about his other siblings “Rodrick is still as stubborn as ever, Kendrew loves being a cop but is still shy and nerdy – I doubt that Man will ever find himself a girlfriend.” His words reflected his attachment with his family as he

spoke.

He went on, “Ledger and Sewell are still at each other’s throats, and Vester.. well, Vester looks like a bear but is actually a fucking clown.” Deckard’s face contorted in mocking horror, making me burst out laughing. Tears of joy pricked at the corners of my eyes as I reveled in the warm, fuzzy feeling that came with hearing about his quirky, big, lovable family.

“Nasia is Nasia,” he shrugged adoringly. His younger sister is extremely shy and quite kinda girl you’d think she barely understood the world around but she’s pretty smart, though she keeps to herself and is completely reserved.

“Haven’t spoken to Wessner, Gavriel and Davina in a while though.” He titled his head with a shrug.

“I miss them all, Decks, so much,” I confessed, my heart aching with longing. The thought of not having seen them in so long was making me feel like a stranger.

“I feel like I’ve forgotten what a family is like, “I continued, my voice trembling. I mean-

But before I could finish, Deckard’s gentle hands settled on my shoulders made me look up at him. His eyes were warm and reassuring, filled with a deep understanding “They’re as much your family as they are mine, Karry,” he divulged promisingly. “When you come back, you’ll see that no one has changed, nor their love for you.”

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It was astounding how he always managed to come up with the right words, had a way of saying just the right thing to calm and uplift me. It was as if he had a gift for knowing exactly what to say to make me feel better. I felt a piece of peace click into place, and I knew that I would be okay, as long as I had Deckard and his family in my life.

I felt a strong undeniable urge to drop everything and rush back to Montana, to be surrounded by the people and places I loved. But I knew that wasn’t a realistic or responsible option. Now that I was pregnant, I had to think about the well–being of my child, and that meant considering the practicalities of life. I had a job here in San Francisco, and thad to seek another one with a big paycheck, which would help me provide for my baby, I couldn’t just abandon my responsibilities and rely on others to take care of me. Besides, I doubted that being a wedding planner in Montana would be as lucrative as it was in San Francisco. I had to be sensible and think about building a secure future for myself and my child.

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