Alpha Enzo by Ls Barbosa

Enzo:

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My eyes met Alaria’s as she walked inside the restaurant, and I stood, greeting her.

“Such a gentleman,” she commented, and I smirked, nodding at her to sit on the couch.

“I can assume that you are willing to drink of coffee? Or is that forbidden in your

Cry?” I asked, and she rolled her eyes.

“Sure, as long as we don’t end up spilling the glass’s content, then I wouldn’t mind having a cup.” She said, and I nodded at the waiter to come.

“What would you like to drink?” I asked, looking at Alaria who turned her attention to the waiter. She smiled and nodded in greeting.

“Can I please a caramel latte?” Alaria asked, and the waiter nodded.

“Anything special to add or remove?” He asked, and Alaria smiled, shaking her head.

“A normal caramel latte, please.” She said, and the man nodded. He looked at me, waiting for my order.

“An espresso.” I said, and he nodded. He wrote my order and walked away, leaving the two of us alone. “When did you find out about the pregnancy?”

“I found out on the same day that I got the divorce paper,” she said, looking down at the table for a second. “I was trying to find the right way

10 tell you. I knew that it was something that you were going to be happy about. You know, having your heir, but I was surprised when I got the papers.”

“And you chose to keep it from me?” I said, and she looked away for a second.

“What did you expect me to do, Enzo?” She asked, shaking her head in question. “You didn’t even give me a chance to try and understand why you wanted a divorce. I was just forced to accept it. I wasn’t going to let my child live in the pain of knowing that his mother…”

“What did you tell him? About not having a father?” I asked, stopping her. The last thing that I wanted or needed was for this to become sentimental. Knowing Alaria,

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she was going to play with a guilt factor. And that wasn’t one that I wanted to deal with right now.

“I told him that he was going to be back some day.” She said, and I scoffed. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Do you take me for a fool?” I asked, watching as the waiter brought our coffee cups. He put them on the table in front of us, and I shook my head in question. “I am sure that you would have made me the worst man that there is. You know, in your eyes, I let you go.”

“Indeed you did,” she said, straightening as she looked me dead in the eye. “But I am no monster to go and ruin a child’s image of his father. I didn’t raise him to hate and I never will

“Yes, because you are the angel that has been sent from above. No wonder you chose to leave…”

“What is your fucking problem?” She asked, stopping me. “You asked a question, and I gave an answer. I do not care whether or not you choose to believe me, I have other matters to tend to considering the fact that I am going to move here…”

“Then you don’t have to,” I said, stopping the woman whose eyes widened in surprise. “If you don’t want to stay here, you can leave. But you can dream of hellfire before you think of trying to take Ashton from here.”

“You already have an heir to everything that you own, and I believe that your woman is pregnant. She would be more than willing to give you more kids. Why are you stuck on MY son?” She asked. The word ‘My‘ triggering me more than I thought it would.

“You can try, but I guarantee that I won’t be the one bringing you back to the pa

pack, and I am sure that the last thing that you want or need is to find yourself hooked up against your brother. Mind you, the man has already proved to be against you if you’re already agreeing to stay here with Ashton.” I said, and Alaria’s breath got caught in her throat. I looked at the door as I saw Katherine walking inside.

Her eyes met mine and Alaria frowned despite not seeing her, clearly knowing that she was here. She pulled her wallet out and I watched as she placed a hundred dollar bill on the table before she got up. However, Katherine wrapped her hand around her arm, stopping her from leaving.

“Now, now, where are your manners?” She asked, her voice oddly calm. “You were more than a little pleased by your friends siding with you against me, and now you

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are throwing hundreds on tables? It doesn’t seem like you and I have to admit, it does not suit you.”

“Let my arm go, Katherine. This is not going to end well if you don’t,” Alaria said, keeping her tone calm.

“What are you going to do? These are safe grounds. One harmed hair on my body. and I can have you beheaded for breaking the laws that we have set within the council.” She said, and Alaria shook her head.

“Indeed,” she said, pulling her arm away from her. “But I think that you are to be reminded that I am going to be living within your pack. And if you keep crossing limits with me, I am going to have to suggest that you sleep with one eye open at night. That is, of course, if you have any value for your life.”

She turned to look at me and I saw both her annoyance and disappointment in her eyes before she nodded at the waiter, calling him over.”

“Please, keep the change.” She said, not bothering to look at me as she picked the money up to hand to the waiter. “And count his coffee too.”

“Are you using the money that I gave you to sign the divorce papers on me now?” I asked, watching as the smile on her face faded and her ego dropped. “Give her money back. I think that she could use it for something that is better than untouched coffee.”

I handed the man the money needed for the coffee, making sure to leave a tip. My eyes met Alaria’s, and they hardened as I shook my head. “I expect to see your tomorrow. Unless you want to play with fire…”