The Alpha's Four Hidden Heirs (Natalie and Samuel) novel Chapter 25

o I’m talking about? Like he doesn’t know that I’m talking about Yara, I mean there’s clearly something going on between the two of them. Is she his girlfriend or his mistress? I don’t know and I don’t care, but Leila does.

But of course, I can’t mention Yara’s name.

“You know what I’m talking about Alpha Bowers, stop pretending like you don’t.” I say to him.

He lifted his gaze lazily and looked at me.

“Ms. Edmund, it seems like you are very dissatisfied with me.” He says it like I shouldn’t be.

“I wouldn’t dare,” I told him and I hoped that he could sense the sarcasm in my tone.

By the smirk on his face, I could tell that he caught it.

But then that smirk took me back to the cafe. I could feel my face heat up and I could tell that it was turning red as my mind went back to the cafe, specifically to when he kissed me so hard that my eyes turned as I got dizzy. I could also feel my heart beat getting faster and I bet that he could hear it too.

But thankfully he acted like everything was alright, either he was been obtuse or he just chose to act indifferently.

What was it with this man that anytime I was in his presence my mind always went to places I would like yo forget, first my one night stand and now this.

“Franklin and Sophia went on a hunger strike just because they wanted to see you. Now that you’re here, they’re obedient again. What if they break the rules or their agreement with someone one day? Should I just let them act out like how they did today? It’s not that I don’t care about them. I just don’t want to encourage their irresponsible behavior. I came back home with food from their favourite restaurant today in order to entice them to eat. You do not know me Ms. Edmund, so you don’t get to say that I do not care about my children.” He snarls at me.

He cared, he actually cares and I immediately feel bad. I keep on jumping to the worst possible conclusions when it comes to him and I don’t know why. It was clear that there was more to him than meets the eyes.

He cared about his children but it was clear that he was trying to instill good morals in them.

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He was being a good parent, more than that, he was being a good father. He was trying to teach them about keeping your word and in this life you can’t always get what you want, even if you go to extreme measures to get it.

I knew that I was wrong in the matter but there was no way I was going to admit that. “They are still kids. You can try to educate them in a more gentle way…”

“The only gentle way was to have you come over while they were on hunger strike.” He pursed his lips as he asked, “Would you come over anytime I asked you to?”

He furrowed his brows as his dark eyes gazed deep into my eyes, it was like he was looking into my soul.

Although I was wearing my hyper–realistic mask, I somehow felt as if he could see through the mask and see my real face.

“If Franklin and Sophia need me, I’d come.” I say matter of factly.

“You sound so sure of yourself.” He tells me.

“Of course I am.” I tell him.

“So is that a promise Ms. Edmund?” He asks me and it almost feels like I’m making a deal with the devil.

“Yes it is Alpha Bowers.” I tell him.

“I will hold you to that since you’re the one who made the promise.”

“I know. When I make promises Alpha’s Bowers, I do keep them.”

He proceeds to pick up Sophia’s little spoon and takes a piece of chocolate mousse cake. He then proceedes to eat it.

“You…” I try to say something but my words are stuck in my throat.

“What is it?” He asks me.

His lips curled up as he looked at me.

My eyes flickered from him to the spoon. What should I say? That I also used that spoon just moments ago?

My face heated up, and I avoided his gaze.

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“I’m going to the bathroom.” I quickly tell him and then I run out of the room, so as to not make a fool of myself again..

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That night, before I left, Sophia and Franklin asked me to tell them a bedtime story.

Even though I had experiences in putting Xavier and Clayton to sleep, I only knew of the story of the three little pigs and of course Cinderella but my boys weren’t ever interested in that second one.

Upon starting the story, I saw the uninterested gaze of the two children.

What do I do now? Why did I have thus feeling, like I didn’t want to disappoint them.

I cleared her throat and said, “I don’t have any good stories. How about I sing you a song?” I asked them.

Franklin and Sophia’s eyes lit up as they nodded enthusiastically.

With that, I began singing a folk song from Loang, it was the little village I stayed with my mother. My voice was not as beautiful as the sounds of nature, but acorrding to my boys, it was light and soft.

After a short while, the children shut their eyes and fell asleep.

I did not get up right away. I stayed and watched the children.

If my babies weren’t missing because of Yara, they would be as adorable as these two, wouldn’t they?

As I thought of how I had carried my babies to full term but failed to protect them in the end, tears welled up in my eyes.

After a while, I tucked the children in and turned to leave. However, I noticed a figure standing by the door.

Before I could wipe away my tears, I felt Samuel’s gaze upon me.

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