Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 100

Liana POV

"Did you replace out what happened with Peter and why Gwen attempted suicide?" I ask Axel as Michelle takes my vitals. With Axel's help, I shifted back easily. Connor is sleeping snugly in his father's arms while Michelle ensures that I am fine.

"According to our watchers, Wyatt's dad showed up," Axel replies as he rocks Connor. "Minutes later, he left with Peter, and they could hear Gwen crying. They checked in on her when they couldn't hear noises from the house and found her unconscious next to a bottle of sleeping pills. The grandparents are filing for custody of Peter. According to them, Gwen is an alcoholic and neglects him."

"That's bullshit," I snort and look at Michelle. "Surely you tested Gwen's blood when she came in. Did you replace any alcohol?"

"No," Michelle shakes her head. "But that only means she hasn't been drinking in the last twelve hours. And it's their word against a clearly unstable woman."

"She's not an alcoholic," I say adamantly. "In all the time that I've known her, I haven't seen her drunk once."

"People change, Luna," Michelle says softly. "She could've started drinking."

"How's Gwen doing?" I ignore Michelle's last words.

"Still sedated," she sighs. "Once she's awake and stable, she'll go to a psychiatric facility."

"You can't do that," I protest passionately. "She's not crazy, she's broken."

"Liana," Axel says softly as he lays Connor down. "She needs help."

"Exactly," I huff. "Help. Not locked up."

"Luna, she's a danger to herself and the society," Michelle says sympathetically.

"No, no, no," I jump off the bed and glare at her and Axel. "She didn't threaten me or Connor. In her mind, she was helping me. Then she begged me to kill her. She's depressed and hurting. Locking her up is not helping her." "Liana, we must..."

"No," I cut him off fiercely. "She lost her baby and her child in one day, Axel. Look at Connor and tell me you'll be fine if someone took him from you. For goddess' sake, Axel, I shifted to keep him. How much more would you have done?" "She didn't lose the baby," Michelle says, and I look at her in disbelief. "We did an emergency c-section. Her daughter is healthy and safe in the nursery."

"A c-section?" I gape. "But she walked around like nothing has happened and thinks her baby is dead."

"Gwen's a she-wolf," Michelle smiles. "Wolves heal faster. Humans are walking around the day after the operation. A wolf does it within twelve hours. It's still painful, but with Gwen's state of mind and the number of painkillers in her system, she could've been unaware of the operation. Also, Gwen was unconscious when she came in, she had no idea we delivered her baby. She woke up and came to you before I could talk to her and explain what happened."

"Don't tell the grandparents the girl is alive," I say quickly. "And we need to get Peter from them and reunite the children with their mother."

"Liana," Axel sighs as he takes my hand. "As noble as it is, it might not be in the children's best interest to be with Gwen when she's in this state. Let the family take care of them while she heals."

"As much as I agree with you, so much is Wyatt's parents partially responsible for her condition," I say firmly. "Taking Peter from her pushed her over the edge. Axel, for a very long time I was mad at Gwen and Wyatt. They humiliated and betrayed me, but I'm over it. In fact, I'm glad they did it otherwise you and I would've never been together. And they might've not be mates, but they loved each other. Like real, true love. Through everything that happened, Gwen loved Wyatt. He was an a*****e, but Gwen never threatened or harmed me. She said mean things because she was angry and hurt. I've seen her with Peter, she's a good mother, Axel. She and I will never be friends again, and I'm not even sure if I like her but no mother deserves to lose her children because she's in pain and there's no one to help her."

"Okay," Axel smiles softly at me. "What do you want to do, Luna?"

"To begin with, Gwen needs to see her kids," I explain. "Under our supervision, of course. She needs to know that they're not gone. You're the alpha, you can force Wyatt's parents to give Peter back, regardless of their claims. She needs a reason to fight, a reason to live. We will arrange for therapy for Gwen. And I'll ask Carol and Drew if they're willing to foster the kids while Gwen is in hospital. At least that way we know Peter won't be brainwashed against his mother."

"Michelle," Axel turns to her. "No psychiatric lockup for Gwen. Keep a close eye on her during the night and inform her that she'll see her children in the morning."

"Fine," she sighs heavily. "But I strongly advise against it."

"Duly noted," I lift my chin challenging. "I'll take full responsibility for Gwen."

"You should get some rest," Michelle walks to the door. "You had an eventful day."

"You make me proud, Luna," Axel grins as he pulls me into his arms and kisses me lovingly.

Axel POV

I am stiff and sore when I wake up. Hospital chairs are not comfortable to sleep in, but I refused to sleep in another room and Liana's bed is not nearly big enough for the both of us.

I stretch my stiff muscles and freeze when I notice she is not in her bed. Ever since I saw her towering over Gwen last night, I cannot help but worry. Her first shift went smoothly thanks to the adrenaline pumping through her veins, but I am concerned that she is not entirely in control of her wolf. Granted, Liana is strong-willed, and I doubt her wolf will dominate her, but I love her too much to leave it up to chance.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Liana says cheerfully as she walks towards me with a cup of coffee. "I'm discharged and we can go home."

"What time is it?" I groan as I gratefully accept the coffee.

"Seven," she smiles as she packs the last of her belongings.

"Seven?" I raise my eyebrows. "And you're fully dressed and already handled the paperwork. Did you even sleep?"

"With your snoring?" She gives me a wicked smile.

"I don't snore," I protest indignantly and appreciate the sound of her laughter that fills the room.

"No, you don't," she laughs. "Connor woke up hungry at five and I didn't see the need to go back to sleep."

"Doctor Google says you should sleep when the baby sleeps," I place the empty cup down and stand up.

"I'll practice that once we're home," she replies. "Sleeping without you sucks."

"Second that," I grin as I pull her into my embrace and softly kiss her. "I'll get the car."

"No need," she wiggles out of my arms and picks up her bags. "Drew's already waiting. I called him. I got this; you get Connor."

"Yes, dear," I smirk, and she rolls her eyes at me before leading the way.

I am surprised to see Drew and Peter waiting for us at the exit.

"Oh, yeah," Liana grins. "I did that too. Drew and Carol are taking the kids. Wyatt's parents weren't happy but couldn't say anything when I phoned them."

"I might as well resign," I pretend to be offended but in reality, I could not be prouder of her. She was born for this title.

"Drew, why are there two cars?" Liana frowns once we are outside.

"I'm not driving," Drew replies and I smile satisfied. "Peter and I are visiting. The other car is your security."

Thank you, I mind-link him.

Sure thing, Alpha, he replies, she's going to love the surprise.

Drew opens the backdoor and I secure Connor in his car seat while Liana climbs in next to him.

I do not say a word as I start the engine and move into traffic.

"This isn't the way home," Liana says from the back.

"We're not going home," I smirk. "And that's all I have to say about that. It's a surprise. Close your eyes and rest. I'll wake you once we're there."

**

"Liana," I softly as I touch her shoulder. "Wake up, love."

Slowly she opens her eyes and focuses on our surroundings.

"We're at the beach house," she exclaims happily.

"Not the beach house," I smile as I hand her a set of keys. "Your beach house. You gave me a son, the least I can do, is buy you a house."

Flabbergasted she looks from the keys to me.

"Our beach house, thank you," she smiles brightly before jumping out of the car and into my arms. She plasters kisses all over my face and I laugh happily.

"I signed the papers last night," I say as I take out Connor. "That's why I came later."

"This is the best gift ever," she sighs as she looks at the house.

"It gets better," I take her hand and together we walk to the door. "Besides for our security, there are a cook and a night nurse. All you need to do is feed our son and smell the ocean." "I can think of one more thing to do," she smiles wickedly before she kisses me.