Alpha Enzo by Ls Barbosa

Chapter 142

Alaria:

I didn’t even know whether or not | was dreaming, but | was, | didn’t want to wake up.

The way he spoke, his voice, his pain, and his anger. | heard it all, and though | wanted to open my eyes for him,

I couldn't.

And when | could, he was already leaving.

“Enzo...” was | all | could muster. My voice was groggy, and the pain that | was in was not one that I could

describe.

My brother, my own blood, had betrayed me.

| killed my own brother. He would have killed me, and that made the whole thing even more painful.

“Alaria?” He whispered, rushing back to my side. He took my hand in his, and tears fell from his eyes. For the

first tsince | met him, | saw him cry.

He kissed my hands as if the idea of them moving, ofopening my eyes seemed surreal to him.

“You're awake,” he said, and though in pain, | nodded.

“I'm awake,” | whispered, and he smiled. “Ashton?”

“He's fine, he’s waiting for you to wake up. But he is okay,” he said. Tears welled up in my eyes and he wiped

them for me. He sat on the edge of the bed beside me, and | shook my head. | was grieving, the idea of my

mother being part of this also played in my head. She wasn’t there, at least | didn’t see her, but | couldn't help

but find myself doubting everything that | ever believed in

“Mama?” | asked, and he closed his eyes looked away from Enzo and he squeezed my hand gently as he looked

at the heart monitor as my heartbeat raced.

“She didn’t know about the attack that Edid. But she was not very happy with the way he died either. She is

leaving the country, and doesn’t want to be found as she claims that she has nothing left to stay for.” He said,

and | sucked in a harsh breath. “With the death Ezio, the pack is yours to take care

of.”

“His mate...”

“Died on the field. | don’t even know how she died, but she was found dead. She had no weapon, she was not

even here to fight, at least, | don’t think that she was. Either way, | don’t want you worrying about that,” he said,

making my stomach churn. “I'll go and get you the nurses, when you've

recovered we are going to talk about everything.*

“Did we lose anyone within the pack?” | asked, and though he chose to stay quiet, | saw his pain in his eyes. He

didn’t respond, and I couldn't help but find myself aching as | tried to process everything that happened and how

things have changed the way that they did for us.

I'll be back in a minute...”

“Mama!” Ashton called, running toward me. | smiled and wrapped my arms around him as he Enzo helped him

get on top of the bed beside me.

Alonso, who walked inside, stayed by the door, not saying a word as he looked at me. His eyes held more pain

than | have ever seen in them, and | couldn't help but find myself regretting the fact that not only was he put in

the face of death. Katherine would have stabbed him without a doubt, but

also the fact that I killed his mother.

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I didn’t know what he thought of me, but that was a guilt that coursed through me.

“I told them that you would wake up. | knew that you would.” Ashton said, and | kissed his cheek before he

pulled away. “Alonso, why don’t you ct Mama is awake! Look!”

“Your mama is awake, mine is not going to.” He said, taking a step back. He looked at Enzo for a moment before

looking at me. “Please, | want to go to my room.”

*Alonso...”

You took my mama from me.” He said, gulping. “I was scared, but you took her away from me. You did not bring

her head back. She said that only you would bring her head back. You didn’t bring it back, she took her away.”

He kept his eyes on Enzo as he spoke, and tears formed in my eyes. “I want to go to my room, please. | don’t

want to be here anymore.”

“Alonso, can | at least explain to you what happened?” | asked, and he shook his head.

“I don’t want to speak to you.” He said, not looking at me. “I trusted you. But you broke my trust. | thought that

you love me, but you did not. You calleda d e f ore, but you said it was a mistake. | trusted you and spoke to

you. You lied just like everyone else.”

“Then allowto show you | did what | have.” | said, extending my hand to him. Ashton kept his eyes on me

before Enzo, despite Alonso's fighting, lifted him in his arms.

“NO!” Alonso screamed so loud that Ashton jumped in fear. | squeezed my son’s hand. | couldn't get up from

bed. | wished that | could. | would have gone to him myself.

I nodded at Ashton to get up from the bed, and watched as Enzo put Alonso in Ashton’s place. He fought, but

Enzo held him down while | extended my

hand to show him what I saw.

Flashback:

We ran, Caine and |, following Enzo and Leonardo’s scent.

The smell of blood filled my nostrils, but that was not what worried me. It was Katherine looking down at her son.

I couldn't see her eyes, but the knife that she was pulling out of her holster was not one that | missed.

“No, mama wouldn't...”

“I know that it is not what you want to see,” | whispered to Alonso in my head. The two of us stood, watching the

memory together. “I didn’t want you to see it, but | know that you wouldn't believeif | spoke. She would have

done it had | not stopped her.”

“Katherine was blinded by power and she was willing to put Enzo on the line for you. She knows how much he

loves you, and she knew that he would stop everything for you.” | said, and he frowned.

“But he is not my father.”

“A father is not always by blood.” | said, getting down on my knees in front of him. | didn’t want him to see the

rest of the memory, the memory ofkilling his mother. “And Enzo has taken you a son, and he is always going

to be you father.

End of Flashback.

The two of us opened our eyes, and Alonso, whose eyes welled up with tears, looked atbefore throwing

himself in my arms, huggingtightly. | hugged him back, ignoring the pain that | felt in my chest as his weight

hurt my injury. | didn’t care, it can heal, but this was a moment that wouldn't be coming back. That was a fact

that | knew all too well...

And if you would allow me, you are to be my son alongside Ashton...”