Alpha Enzo by Ls Barbosa

Katherine:

I sat beside my son’s bed as he breathed in and out, his chest slowly rising and falling with each breath that he took. It was the one assurance that told me that he was breathing, that my baby was alive.

“You are going to make it out of this, baby boy. I promise you, all of this fear is going to be in the past. I am not going to allow anyone to hurt you.” I whispered softly, running my finger over his cheekbone.

I kissed his forehead, letting my lips linger there for a moment.

“For you not to allow anyone to hurt him, I would assume that you would need to include yourself on that list? You know, of not hurting your son.” A familiar voice, one which I haven’t heard in so long, spoke.

The fact that I didn’t catch his scent told me that he was masking it.

I turned around to face him, his eyes meeting mine for a moment before he looked back at Alonso. “It is a shame that he had to go a victim to your games, but I am curious about the reason behind why you did what you…”

“What do you want from me?” I asked, stopping him. “What the hell brought you here after all this time?”

“You should have known that I was going to come back, little Katerina. I told you that I would, I just didn’t expect you to burn a house down before that happened. You know, I expected you to be smarter with your approach, it seems to me that I overestimated how smart you’re not.” He said, and I glared at him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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“Oh, but you do. While you might not want to admit it, I know that you fucking do. However, I will ask, was it worth it to see the little one afraid? How did you manage to do it without getting caught in the first place? Doesn’t your Alpha have cameras in his house?” He asked, taunting me, knowing that he was pressing on my buttons. “Anyhow, I am not going to ask too many questions. The boy is going to live, I already asked…

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“You did what?”

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“I have another problem that you are going to need to deal with, and that is the fact that the woman carrying the children has passed away.” He said, and my heart dropped. “You are going to need to fake a miscarriage.”

“You are sick.” I said, shaking my head at him.

“I would suggest that the two of us make another baby, but to do so, you are going to need to bend over right now. The children would be born late, you know, I know that we are going to be sure that they

are made, and your

husband is going to be curious.” I involuntarily closed my legs, remembering the soreness that he was sure to leave me in to ensure that I was pregnant.

“You are going to need to fake a miscarriage, you can use the stress of the fire as an excuse. Enzo wouldn’t

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suspect a thing, but this time, there is a different situation that we are going to have to deal with. And I doubt that your husband is going to like it very much.” He said, and I glared at the man, shaking my head in question, waiting for what he was going to say. “You, my son, and whatever child I am going to have are coming with me.”

“Over my dead body.”

“That can be very much arranged,” he said, giving me a sarcastic smile. “All I have to do is tell Enzo that the boy that he’s called son throughout his whole life is not his. You know, judging by aspects that you don’t want to deal with, you know that you are going to end up thrown out. Enzo is not going to forget or forgive, and I have to add the fact that he is falling back to his ex. The woman, despite not being by his side, is smarter than you are. She knows how to listen to him and how to…”

“You are praising her as much as he does.” I said, stopping him.

“She deserves it if she’s praised. At least, she knows what it is to be a woman. You know, unlike yourself as you seem to fail even acting like one.” He said, making my chest ache. “You have a few days to decide on what you would be doing. Otherwise, trust me, if he doesn’t find out from us, he is going to find out elsewhere.”

“No one else knows that Alonso is not Enzo’s son. I was sure to keep it quiet whose son he is throughout all this time, and even he always believed that his father was Enzo and that they would unite soon. You don’t need to worry about him finding out from someone else.” I said, glaring at the man.

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He smiled as he walked toward me. His body towered over my own, and though I stood my ground, forcing myself to be calm, I knew to admit that I was scared of him. I was afraid of what he would be doing to me. He extended a hand, and I flinched before he grabbed my chin, careful not to leave a bruise as he forced me to look him in the eye.

However, his eyes on mine weren’t what made my heart drop to my stomach. It was his statement, a statement that he knew would ruin everything, and if it was true, I knew to start the countdown that I was having. The woman

was not going to be quiet.

“Someone, one woman, knows of Alonso being a bastard son,” Jacob whispered, leaning toward my shoulder, letting his breath hit my neck. “And I think that Alaria is merely waiting for the right moment before she bursts

things to Enzo. And trust me, when that happens, you are not going to want to be in that house.”

He took a step back, making my eyes widen as I watched him walk out of the room. I sat on the floor beside my

son’s bed before covering my mouth with my hand.

“What have you done, Jacob…?”