Chapter 110
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Alfred POV
After dinner, Vanessa fell asleep. I lay in bed, holding her, and enjoying being this close to her. After a month of not being able to cuddle with her, I was craving her body next to mine: her warmth, her scent, and her touch. I was so thrilled to have her home after almost losing her. I fell asleep right next to her. I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I hit the snooze button. I rolled over to see if Vanessa was awake. No, she was still asleep. Good, it did not wake her up. I lay on my side staring at her. She was so beautiful. I had to pry myself away from her so I could get some work done. I got up, took a shower, and then got dressed. I put on a business suit because I was meeting with the president of the bank in town this morning. He had sent flowers for Vanessa while she was in the hospital.
I sent him a thank-you note, but we had business to discuss. He needed to pay us for protecting his guards while transporting everyone’s money to another bank. After getting dressed, I found the bell that I had bought. It was for Vanessa, who had to stay in bed. If she needed help, all she had to do was ring it. I had spoken to Stacey at the hospital about being here when I had to leave the house. Someone was always with her at every moment. I then wrote a note instructing Vanessa on how to use the bell. I kissed her on the cheek and walked into the kitchen to get some coffee. Mac was there making breakfast.
Will the Luna be joining you for breakfast?”
No, she will not. She is still sleeping.”
But she will need something to eat later when she wakes up.”
Yes, Alpha.”
I ate my breakfast, drank my coffee, and left to start my day. As I headed out, Stacey arrived right on time for a change. The guards continued to check the house for bombs, with no further incidents so far. I thanked them for their loyalty, then drove to the bank to meet the president. He was waiting and escorted me directly to his office, where I sat down as he pointed to a chair.
You know why I’m here, correct?”
* Yes and no.”
I explained to him that I appreciated the gesture of the flowers for Vanessa. I also told him it was time to pay, or his people were on their own. They drove through some dangerous places. They were constantly attacked while transporting money by humans, vampires, and werewolves. He went into his safe and pulled a stack of cash. I counted it as 4000 dollars. All the money was there. I, then shook his hand, and we left. I then stopped at the jewelry store. Two of my guards were there. I nodded in their direction. They nodded back. The store owner was present. He motioned towards his office. We went into his office.
How are you and the Luna doing?”
“Good, the baby was born and is thriving.”
I did not like his reaction. We already had a culprit in custody for building the bomb, but his shock at hearing my son had survived made me suspicious. It suggested he might have hoped for a different outcome, and it raised questions about his involvement.
“The Luna is also doing well.’
His face went as white as a ghost. His reaction told me that he knew more than he was letting on. I made a mental note to return this evening and question him. If he were part of the bombing, he would suffer. Vanessa had suffered. She had been cut open and almost lost her baby. She had to endure pain in her legs. She was basically learning how to walk again. She needed to build up her leg muscles. I lost my patience. Usually, we have a conversation about nothing in particular, exchanging formalities. However, after his reaction, I was in no mood to do that.
‘Where’s my money?”
‘I don’t have it this time.”
Shock shot through me. What did he mean, he didn’t have it?
What do you mean?”
2:18 pm P PD
Chapter 110
I knew how much his store brought in. I used him for all the jewelry for Vanessa, Stacey, and my mother. I have spent millions of dollars here. So I knew that he had the cash.
I don’t believe you.”
You will either pay up or I will pull my men.”
*Please don’t do that.’
He then went into his safe and got the money. I counted it. It was only three thousand dollars. I charged him five thousand to protect his jewels.
You are two thousand shorts.”
I will have the rest in the morning.”
‘I will come back.”
He disliked my answer, but I didn’t care. He didn’t know I’d return tonight for a conversation he’d regret. As we left, I turned to Chris.
He was not happy that Vanessa or the baby survived.”
* I know Alpha.”
“Gather some men and hang around in town.”
* I need to get back and take Vanessa to see our baby.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I headed back to the house. When I walked in, Stacey was in the bedroom with Vanessa. I hung up my coat on the hook by the door. I walked into the bedroom, and Vanessa was already dressed. I was a little disappointed. I wanted to see her naked body. Besides the shower, I haven’t seen it in a while. I also wanted to make love to her, but I was waiting for the doctor to say it was OK. But I understood her impatience; she wanted to see her baby as any mother would. I picked her up and carried her to the waiting car. I got into the car and sat her in my lap. We drove to the hospital, and she was so excited to get out of the vehicle that she forgot that she could not walk with a cast on her legs. She almost fell, but I caught her just in time. I carried her to the NICU to see Junior. He was now in a regular crib, and there were fewer wires on him.
I sat Vanessa down in a chair, and the nurse helped her get situated so she could hold him. This is the first time either of us has had the chance to hold him. She was thrilled, so was I. I let her hold him for as long as possible. I gently touched his arm. After a while, it was time to take her to an X-ray. The doctor took the X-ray, and the news was good. She was able to get her cast off. She was thrilled. He washed her legs and arms. Then I took her home.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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