Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 92

Axel

POV

"My baby," Jack sobs as he touches Angela all over.

I shift back and kneel next to them.

"Get your naked a*s away from her," Jack sounds on the verge of hysteria.

"I'm trying to help," I grunt as I feel for a pulse.

"You've done enough!" He bellows. "You killed her. You're a murderer."

"Jack," Dad kneels next to him and rests his hand on his shoulder. "It was an accident."

"She has a pulse," I say urgently. "We need to get her to the hospital."

"You hear that, Jack," Dad comforts him. "She's not dead."

But Jack is too distraught to register anything other than his wounded daughter as he cradles her head in his lap while weeping.

"You," I look at the wide-eyed Omega who is staring at the scene in horror. "Get a blanket. Hurry!"

The Omega scurries away and I run to our car where I quickly put on sweatpants and a T-shirt. Barefoot I run back to the living room. The Omega holds out blankets and I grab it. "Come on, Jack," I say firmly as I cover Angela and pick her up.

"I'm not going anywhere with you," he hisses.

"Then pull yourself together and rally your men to help you," I lose my temper. "Or get into our fucking car so that we can get her to the hospital."

"Jack," Dad says patiently. "Where's Mary?"

"Uhm... book club or something," he stutters bewildered.

"You need to call her," Dad says as he pulls Jack by the arm towards the car.

Useless idiot, I grunt inwardly as I carry Angela to the car and Dad drags Jack along. One little incident and Jack turns into a blabbering idiot. How the hell did he manage to run a pack for four decades?

"I'll drive," Dad opens the backdoor for me to get in before he helps Jack into the front seat.

It is eerily quiet in the car as Dad speeds towards the hospital. I keep my hand on Angela's pulse, and I can feel it weaken with every minute.

She deserves to die for everything she has done. But a part of me hopes she pulls through so that I can tell her exactly how much I hate her before I lock her up for an eternity. And then I will make it my daily routine to visit her and reassure her that I hate her. Dad parks with screeching tires at the emergency centre and I quickly get out and run inside with Angela. People are instantly surrounding me and within seconds, Angela is being pushed on a gurney to an examination room.

"What a pathetic moron," I whisper to Dad as I look at Jack sitting in the waiting room.

"Give him a break, son," Dad sighs heavily. "He's in shock."

"That's no excuse," I huff. "If he can't handle a crisis, he shouldn't be the alpha."

"Not now, Axel," Dad warns softly. "Losing a child is vastly different than losing a spouse or pack member. He's scared, don't be too harsh on him." "Phone Mary," I grunt. "He's incapable of wiping his own ass right now."

**

Liana POV

"Gorgeous," I exclaim happily as I look at Adele and Nina in their bridesmaid dresses. Their empire-style dresses are beautiful and flattering.

"I love it," Nina shrieks and twirls.

"It's pink," Adele pouts as she tries to pull the bust higher. "And puffy."

"Oh, please," Nina rolls her eyes. "Chiffon isn't puffy."

"Do you want a puffy dress, Adele?" I tease as I sip on my sparkling grape juice.

"Please no," feverishly she shakes her head. "I'll gladly wear this."

"It's just for one night," Nina giggles. "You'll survive."

"I'm your guard," Adele looks at me with a pained look. "I shouldn't be a bridesmaid."

"You've been more than a guard for a long time, Adele," I smile. "Besides, as my bridesmaid, you'll literally be by my side."

My cell phone chimes in my handbag, and I reach for it.

"Axel's home," I announce as I put my phone back.

"Does that mean there's no time for cheesecake?" Nina pouts.

"There's always time for cheesecake," I smile.

**

The second Adele and I walk into the front door, we can hear Mrs. Silverman crying and I sigh inwardly. I had the perfect day. I do not need her drama and spoil my mood.

Reluctantly, I follow the noise to Grant's office and when I see his face, I know this is more than his wife's theatrics.

"Call me if you need me," Adele whispers and I nod.

"What happened?" I ask cautiously when I do not see Axel. Did something happen to him? "Where's Axel?"

"Phone call," Grant replies and relief washes over me. Axel is fine.

"We should talk," Grant splinters my moment of peace and I take a seat.

"Angela and Axel had an altercation," his voice is monotone as he informs me of what happened. My blood boils as I listen to how that psycho bitch attacked him. "Angela's scans showed a massive haemorrhage in her brain and her EEG showed minimal brain activity. Her coma is irreversible."

I look at my hands as I process the information. Everything inside me screams it serves her right, but I do not dare utter the words. Not while the room is filled with snot and tears and depression. "Are you okay?" I ask softly and Grant nods.

"I need to replace Axel," I say as I stand up and go look for him.

Over time, Axel has said more than once that he wanted to kill Angela, but this was an accident. Goddess knows what emotions he is experiencing now, and I should be there for him.

Quietly I walk into our room and hear the shower running. I kick off my shoes and walk to the bathroom where I replace Axel pressing with his hands against the wall as the water streams over his body.

Silently I undress and get into the shower. He looks at me and I smile softly as I pick up the loofa and add body wash. He does not move or say anything as I wash his back, neck and arms. I move to his front and concentrate on his chest. "She confessed," his voice is emotionless.

My hands are still for a moment before I continue washing him.

"She killed Greta and had all the intentions of killing you," he grunts.

"But she didn't," I look up at him. "You saved me."

"You could've died," his arms go around my waist, and he pulls me impossibly close to his chest.

"Axel," I pull away slightly to cup his face. "She got what she deserved, and I'm still here."

He looks at me long and intensely before his lips come crashing down on mine. His kiss is eager and demanding. I curl my fingers into his hair as he holds me tighter while I fervently return his kiss.

The tiles are cold against my back when he presses me against it as his lips move over my jaw to my breasts. I moan satisfied when his tongue flicks my nipple before taking it into his mouth.

I reach down between our bodies and curl my fingers around his erection. He growls deep and low as I start stroking him.

He turns me around and I support myself with my hands against the wall as he bends me forward before entering me. I close my eyes and savour the intense feeling of him inside me before he starts thrusting.

The water is warm and soothing on my back as he shoves harder and deeper into me. His hand glides smoothly over my hip forwards until he reaches my clitoris. My breathing gets heavier as he rubs me while thrusting at the same rhythm.

I tighten my pelvic floor muscles around his erection as my desire grows and he grunts satisfied. Reality evaporates as my o****m builds until I cry out in ecstasy. He keeps on thrusting until my arms start trembling.

His arms go around my waist, and he pulls me against his chest. Tenderly he kisses my mark before he picks me up and carries me to bed.

"We're wet," I protest weakly as he lays me down.

"It doesn't matter," he mumbles before kissing me.

He pulls the cover over us before his lips replace their way to my stomach. He kisses my baby bump for a moment before he rests his head against my belly.

"Axel," I lift my head and look at him concerned. "Are you okay?"

"She almost killed you," he mumbles before lifting his head and looking at me. "I'm so happy she didn't but to think that I might lose you scares the shit out of me. Don't die."

"Okay," I comfort him as I pull him into my embrace and bury my face in his neck. "But only if you can promise me the same."

"Deal," he sighs before he kisses me.