After One Night with the Alpha (Brad and Elle) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Elle’s POV

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“Well, looks like I can finally report back to my brother that I’ve done my job,” Abigail said with a knowing

smile, rising gracefully from her seat.

Before I could respond, Brad picked up a piece of fruit from the nearby table with his fork and held it out

to me. My first instinct was to refuse – the public feeding thing felt way too intimate – but then I caught

sight of the frustrated expressions on the faces of the women still lurking around us.

Fine. If it helps sell this performance…

I opened my mouth and let him feed me the sweet strawberry, trying to ignore the way his eyes darkened

as he watched my lips close around the fork.

“Good girl,” he said softly, his voice carrying just enough to be heard by our audience. “From now on, if

anyone gives you trouble, just send them directly to me. Let them try their luck with the source instead of

bothering you.”

I nodded, thinking, Of course I’ll redirect them to you. Once this baby is born and I leave the Rayne family, their problems will be yours to deal with, not mine.

But Brad seemed to interpret my agreement as some kind of confident, territorial declaration. His smile

widened with obvious satisfaction.

“That’s my mate,” he said, pride evident in his voice.

I wisely kept my mouth shut.

Brad couldn’t stay glued to my side all night, but his brief appearance had sent a clear warning to anyone thinking about testing me. The wolves who’d been prowling around earlier suddenly found other things to

occupy their attention.

The moment Brad disappeared back into the crowd, Abigail immediately abandoned her other guests and

returned to my side.

“I feel terrible,” I said, watching her sit back down. “Youre ignoring everyone else because of me.”

‘Don’t be ridiculous,” she waved off my concern. “I’m much more comfortable talking with you anyway.”

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But I could see the guilt eating at me. She was being such a gracious hostess, and here I was monopolizing her time when she should be socializing with the other guests.

“Actually,” I said, putting on my best tired expression, “the noise level is getting to me – do you think

there’s somewhere quieter I could rest for a while?”

Abigail’s face immediately filled with concern. “Of course! My room would be perfect – it’s the most.

peaceful spot in the house. Let me take you there right now.”

“That sounds wonderful,” I said, relieved. Alex, my ever-present shadow, immediately stepped forward to

follow us.

As we walked through the mansion, I couldn’t help but marvel at the scale of the place. “The Carter family

really went all out,” I murmured. “Having a property this size in Moonshade Bay must have cost a fortune.”

“Brad told me this place was purchased not long a go,” continued.

Abigail smiled. “That was actually Raymond’s doing. He’d been planning to expand into Moonshade Bay for

a while, so he made preparations early.”

“Raymond likes to think ahead,” Abigail continued simply.

When we reached her room, a maid quickly opened the door for us. Abigail ushered me inside, making sure

I was comfortable in one of the elegant chairs.

“Just rest here as long as you need,” she said kindly. “If you need anything at all, just call for me. I should

go check on the other guests.”

After she left, I took a moment to really look around the room. Everything had a distinctly feminine touch. – soft purple tones dominating the color scheme, creating an atmosphere of elegant sophistication. The

room spoke of someone with refined taste and high standards.

She’s probably being so nice to me because of my resemblance to Dakota, I thought. It was the only logical

explanation for why she’d taken such a special interest in me.

The room felt a bit sparse, like Abigail hadn’t fully settled in yet. I supposed it made sense

temporary residence for the Carter family’s business exansion.

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this was just a

Feeling restless after a few minutes, I wandered over to small bookshelf in the corner. Might as well find something to occupy my mind while I waited for the paty to wind down.

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I randomly selected a book and opened to the front page. My breath caught as I read the inscription: “For Abigail – May your days be peaceful and your path be smooth. – Dakota”

This is Dakota’s book. She wrote this.

Curious, I flipped to the author page and confirmed itDakota Blair was indeed the author. No wonder everyone called her a talented genius. As I started reading, I was immediately impressed by the elegance and depth of her writing.

But it was the foreword that really caught my attention

“I don’t know why, but something deep inside tells me I have a sister somewhere out there in the world. As her older sister, I may not have time left to protect her, so I’m writing this book especially for her. I hope that someday, she’ll find it and know that her sister was thinking of her.”

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My finger traced over those words, and I felt the strangest sensation like a gentle tremor in my chest that I couldn’t explain. Rationally, I knew I had nothing to do with Dakota Blair. But emotionally… something about these words resonated in a way that made no sense.

I continued reading, getting lost in prose that felt like a gentle older sister offering guidance and comfort. The writing was beautiful, wise, and somehow deeply familiar.

I was so absorbed in the book that I lost track of time completely.

“Abigail? You really are something else, I told you I’d be here today…”

The voice drifted in from outside, then stopped abruptly. I looked up to see a middle-aged woman standing in the doorway, her eyes fixed on me with an expression of shock.

She was beautiful in that timeless way some women manage – probably in her forties, with an elegance that spoke of good breeding and careful maintenance. But what struck me most was the way she was looking at me.

Tears were streaming down her face,

I glanced back at Alex, who looked as confused as I felt. Neither of us had done anything that should have

upset this woman.

“I’m so sorry,” I said quickly, starting to stand with Alex help. “I was just resting here temporarily. I didn’t

mean to intrude-”

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But before I could finish my apology, the woman rushed toward me. She seemed to notice my pregnant belly at the last second and swerved to embrace me from the side instead, being careful not to bump my

stomach.

She buried her face against my shoulder and started sobbing – deep, heartbroken sobs that shook her

entire body.

I stood there frozen, completely bewildered, as this strange woman clung to me and cried as if her heart

was breaking.

What the hell is happening?

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