Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 93

93–It’s Over

Madeline:

I maintained eye contact with Baxter, wishing he would realize that I wasn’t falling for his tricks anymore.

“No. All this mess started because of you,” I hissed, noticing how the confidence in his eyes began to fade.

“I’m telling you, I didn’t know,” he kept repeating, insisting that he was clueless, saying the same excuses over and over again. I had heard them all before.

“Well, that’s because you didn’t believe me. And look what happened. You got yourself fooled, and you almost cost me so much,” I hissed again.

Then I noticed Graham shifting his weight from one leg to the other.

“What does that even mean? Even if they prove the children are ours, it’s not like we’re going to take them away from you. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?” he complained.

“A big deal? That’s because I don’t want the kids to be known as yours. Do you not remember how you said no? And before you start explaining your reasons, I don’t care. I suffered, alright? You had all the time in the world to tell me, but you didn’t.”

I might have gone too far, considering the two of them had once tried to save my life. But with Graham, I had really messed up when I went into his father’s office trying to steal the files. That was the hard truth. I had taken the keys from him and betrayed his trust.

The fact that he had never called me out for it made me wonder how long before he finally would.

“Anyway, I need to spend some time with my kids. The issue is that they’re not letting me go back home,” I sighed.

“Why is it an issue? Our kids are werewolves too. Wouldn’t you rather have them grow up in a place where they’re safe, instead of the human world where they’d be killed the moment someone finds out what they are?”

The harsh truth came from Baxter, his tone was rough and stern.

Before I could respond, I noticed Ron walking out with the kids.

“Mommy, we’re not leaving! Yay!” they shouted in excitement.

As they began to celebrate, everyone’s eyes turned to me. I could feel their thoughts, wondering why my children looked so happy instead of worrying about ever going back home again.

But I didn’t need to answer that now. I could drag it out as long as I needed.

“If you want, I can take them downstairs. You finish your conversation, and then you can join us,” Ron suggested.

“Oh, I’m done,” I replied.

But before he could leave with the kids, someone else barged in, stopping me from moving.

Yuvonne!

She had dark circles under her eyes, swollen lids, and a red, puffy face. Her lips were cracked and her nose red. I knew this was what she looked like whenever she had been crying for too long.

“I’ll take the kids down to the parking lot,” Ron said.

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The way he looked at Yuvonne and then glanced at me for my reaction made it clear, he already sensed the tension between us. Her interview had made it obvious to everyone that she wasn’t exactly sweet or thrilled about having him back.

As Ron walked away, I straightened my back, bracing myself for Yuvonne to come at me, to accuse me of ruining her night.

But she didn’t.

Instead, she looked past me straight at Baxter and walked right up to him.

“Why aren’t you responding to my calls?” she demanded, completely ignoring the people around her.

Baxter’s hands rested on his waist. His expression was blank, but his clenched jaw gave him away.

“You made me look like a liar and an incapable man,” he said flatly, explaining why he hadn’t felt the need to check on her.

“How? I told you she was the one who caused the scene!” Yuvonne protested, still trying to twist the story in her favor.

“The kids told me everything,” Baxter replied. “And I’m not an idiot, Yuvonne. When I entered the room, I could feel the energy shift. You lied to me. And do you think I had gone far away to attend the call? I was away from the dining room, but I still heard enough. I gave you a chance to tell me the truth, but you decided to lie.”

As soon as he said that, her face started to turn pale.

“I got a little carried away,” she stammered. “When I saw her, and how she was acting with my parents-” Her voice cracked.

“Now they’re your parents?” Baxter shot back. “Didn’t you say they were her parents too? That she should see them because they missed her and wanted to apologize? And you really expect me to believe you weren’t just luring her there to cause more trouble?”

I was stunned to see Baxter finally call her out. I was still angry about everything that had happened, but watching her face that reckoning, it was the most satisfying thing I’d seen in a long time.

She looked almost hysterical, unable to process what was happening. She wasn’t used to being confronted. Every time she’d wronged me before, she’d walked away untouched, I one daring to question her. But not this time. This time, things were different and she knew it.

“And then you went ahead and did the interview,” Baxter continued, “just to make sure there was a nail in the coffin. Even after I warned you last night–don’t tell anyone about the wolf thing. I told you to tell your parents that if anyone spoke about it, you’d cut contact. I made that clear. I warned mine too. They kept quiet. But you didn’t.”

He went on about the damage she’d caused after that argument.

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