ALPHA LEOToday's the day, the kind of day that feels like it's been written in the stars. The plan? Oh, it's simple, really. With Gabriel off to play knight in shining armor at some council meeting, Mia's left all alone. Vulnerable. Perfect timing, if you ask me. But then, nobody really does ask me, do they?"Kyle, you're about as useful as a chocolate teapot," I mutter, rolling my eyes. Kyle's my right-hand man, or at least he's supposed to be. Lately, he's been more of a shaking leaf than a steadfast oak. Why can’t I get a more competent Beta like the one other Alphas are having, I am stuck with Kyle."She just gave birth, and her pregnancy was high risk. The baby is still in the incubator," Kyle says, wringing his hands like he's trying to squeeze water from a stone. His worry is evident and frankly, it's irritating.I lean back in my chair, steepling my fingers. "Kyle, my dear boy, have you ever heard the saying, 'Fortune favors the bold'?" I ask, though it's more rhetorical than

ALPHA LEOI spotted Kyle milling around during the recess, looking like a lost puppy. Perfect. I stride over, my steps measured, my mind already three moves ahead."Kyle," I start, keeping my voice low, "you're off the hook for round two."He whips around, his face a mask of betrayal and anger. "What? You don't trust me to stand by your side? You think I'm weak, don't you?"I can't help the smirk that plays on my lips. Grabbing him by the collar, I pull him close, our noses almost touching. "Never raise your voice at me again," I hiss, letting my alpha aura seep into the air, thick and heavy. But then, I ease up, a smile cracking my stern facade. "But, I'll give you this; you've got guts talking to me like that."Kyle's eyes narrow, confused and wary. "What's this about, Leo?""Because, my impulsive friend, I've got a job that requires your... unique touch." I release him, stepping back, watching the cogs turn in his head.His posture shifts, interest piqued. "I'm listening.""Good,"

MIA"So, how long will this trial thing take?" I ask, trying to keep the edge of desperation out of my voice. I need Gabriel here, not just for me, but for our son too.Kiara shrugs, a sympathetic smile playing on her lips. "Could be hours, Mia. Court stuff, you know? It's always a bit of a circus."I huff, dropping onto the bed next to her. "A circus I wish we had popcorn for. At least then we could enjoy the show."Kiara laughs, and I can't help but join in. It's a brief moment of levity in what feels like an endless sea of worry.After a moment, I bite my lip, hesitating. "Kiara... I want to see him. My son."Her expression softens, and she nods, standing up. "Of course, let's go."We make our way to the neonatal unit, my heart pounding with every step. As we approach the incubator where my son lies, I feel a mix of awe and fear. He's so tiny, so fragile-looking, hooked up to machines that beep and whir in a steady rhythm.Kiara points to the incubator, her voice a whisper. "There

GABRIELAlpha Leo had just left the room, leaving a silence so thick you could cut it with a knife. Or, in my case, with a poorly timed joke."Mia," I started, trying to keep my voice steady. "Can we talk? Like, really talk?"She crossed her arms, eyeing me like I was a puzzle missing a few too many pieces. "Talk? Gabriel, you've done enough talking for two lifetimes."I scratched the back of my neck, a nervous habit I picked up somewhere between adolescence and becoming an alpha. "Yeah, but this time, I promise, no jokes about your cooking.""That's not funny, Gabriel.""See? I'm learning."Mia sighed, the kind of sigh that said, 'I'm about to drop a bomb on you, and not the fun, glittery kind.' "Gabriel, I don't love you. It's over."I blinked, once, twice, maybe a dozen times. "Over? Like, 'see you after dinner' over, or like, 'cancelled TV subscription' over?""Gabriel, I'm serious."I took a step forward, a smile still playing on my lips despite the sinking feeling in my stomach.

AlPHA LEOI stopped in my tracks and turned to look at her over my shoulder. I gripped my fist tightly to stem the sudden tide of lust that flowed through me. She was so... tempting. With Mia still healing from her birth wound, I needed Diana to quench my hunger."Exactly." I said.I sat down on the bed and tapped my leg, calling her over. She crawled without hesitation, coming to kneel between my legs."We're going to play a game tonight." I said. "It's... probably going to hurt.""I like it when you hurt me." she replied, smiling, but I could hear the fear in her voice.I let out a deep breath, trying to ignore my already rock hard cock. When this had all just been a way to torture her, it was sexy. When she was afraid, ashamed, in pain... it was sexy. But when she was like this? Openly willing, knowing exactly the treatment she was likely to get... and still saying things like this?Again, the only thing stopping my from pinning her to the floor and fucking her brains out was my q