A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret) novel Chapter 15

As my son greeted Nick, his face immediately transformed into a shock that mirrored my one. Except his eyes were colored with joyful triumph.

Two men approached the porch from behind him.

I grabbed Alex’s hand, forcing it back down. “What did I say about talking to strangers?”

“I saw him yesterday. He’s your fwend,” Alex argued.

“He’s not my friend unless I tell you so. Have I told you he's my friend?” I scolded.

He shook his head hesitantly. As the men reached the porch, my father rushed to quickly stand protectively in front of me and my son. One of the men was Richard Wolfe, Nick's number three. The one that had no clue about our love affair.

I tried and failed to hide my surprise at how much he has changed. He was much larger than he used to be. Bright tattoos peeked out of his collar and his mohawk is neatly cut. A true warrior of the Forest Moon.

He gave me a half smile when our eyes met. “Nice to see you again, Sara. Mr. James,” he greeted my father with a slight bow before adding, “Please, step aside. I’m here for the youngling.”

My heart thumped violently in my chest. This couldn’t be happening. I turned around and grabbed Alex, holding him to my chest.

“What’s with all the damn luggage?" Nick spoke. "I have to say, Sara, I’m disappointed."

“What do you want, young alpha?" My father asked in a shaky voice. "She did what you wanted four years ago-”

“She did not, Mr. James!" He snapped. "That’s why we’re here now.”

I started to reach inside my purse for my cellphone to call the police. But the other gamma took two quick strides, shoving my dad aside, he snatched it away.

“Get away from us!” I snapped, quickly grabbing Alex again. His arms tightened around me this time, and I knew he was growing scared.

Nick stomped forward and lowered himself so that he was at eye level with his son.

“Hey... little wolf,” he said gently.

I swallowed and shook myself from the idiotic thrill coursing through me. What does it matter that I can hear his mind? What good can that do me?

“We have plenty to talk about, Sara," he said aloud. "Otherwise, Alex comes with me to see my house.” He grinned at the boy.

The words were laced with unspoken threats. He seemed ready to make good of them. I looked at my father, and my heart twisted at the fear in his eyes. Richard and his fellow warrior stood ready for orders.

When I exhaled, Nick seemed to relax.

“We'll talk in the car while Tony helps return your luggage inside. Your father can make coffee for his guest while we're at it,” he said.

Everyone understood the command. Within minutes, my father was guiding little Alex back into the house as Rich and the one called Tony followed behind with our bags.

Nick gestured towards his car, and I followed him. He held the door open as I settled inside. Then he shut it gently and soon, we were sitting beside each other.