Hiding the Alpha’s Heir

“What are you doing here, Desmond?” I asked as I hid Sander behind me before he could say anything to greet him.

His eyes that were darting on Sander went to me. I stepped back upon seeing his shallow expression. I suddenly wanted to run away along with Sander but I couldn’t find myself to do so.

I felt like someone nailed me here from my standpoint, so I couldn’t even move.

“I am here to see you, yes?” he said with a smile. He stepped forward and spread his arms. “Don’t I deserve to have a hug, seraphim?”

I stepped backward again, starting to be more cautious. “Stay away…” I could feel my heart pounding so fast. I glanced at the door of our flat which was already near to us. I glanced behind me when I saw Sander waving his hand at Desmond. “Sander!” I scolded him and put down his hand before I took the keys.

He looked at me with his innocent eyes. “But Mama… I wish to speak with him.”

“Mama, huh?”

I froze from my standpoint when Desmond spoke. I gulped and saw that the smile wasn’t fading when he glanced at Sander.

“I didn’t know your Mama is her, little pup,” he said.

My wolf was urging me to place Sander inside our flat which was the thing I did. I walked past him and opened the door. “Stay here,” I said.

“But-” I didn’t wait for Sander to finish talking to him as I immediately closed the door and blocked it with myself.

My shaky breath was the first thing I released before I faced Desmond who had a meaningful smile on his lips. “Leave now, Desmond,” I said, wanting to panic right now but I was thankful for myself because I could manage to be composed as much as possible.

“I came here to see you, seraphim.” He stepped forward to corner me. “Why don’t you introduce me to your roommate? Hmm?” He raised his hand and carefully got a few strands of my hair. I got to smell his perfume and his scent that made me shiver down my spine. “I am kind of interested to meet the little pup. What do you think, seraphim?”

I almost gasped at his words. I immediately jerked his hand away from me and pushed him away. “Leave now! I do not wish to see you here!”

But Desmond, as jerk as he was, held my hands and kept pushing him away. In an instant, he drew me closer to his chest.

“Desmond, let go…” I tried to yank my hands back but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he pinned me to the wall with my hands on top of my head. His intoxicated smell reached my nostrils which added a spark to my whole being.

Then he drew closer to my ear. “Are you hiding something from me, Seraphina?” he whispered.

I clenched my hands as I could feel all my blood drain from me with his question. That way, I used all of my strength to kick him on his crotch but Desmond was kicked enough to evade it and released me. He even stepped back when I managed to contact my fist to his face. He even knelt and held his jaw for that.

“Stay away from now on, Desmond,” I said and gasped when a small figure came to pass me.

“Sire! Are you alright?”

My eyes widened and it came for me to realize that it was Sander. “Sander, stay away from him,” I said and approached him.

My son turned at me with a frowning expression. “Mama, why did you hurt him? Sire is a good sire. He helped me with my studies,” he said, sounding annoyed.

“You met him before?” I asked, horrified. Did I hear it right? My son… already met Desmond? And did he say ‘sire’? I suddenly recalled what Sander said earlier that he was the sire he was talking to on the river bank. “Oh my god…” I said out loud, realizing everything before Sander could answer my question.

“Mama?” Sander called me as he slightly tilted his head, bewildered when he must have seen the frightening expression I had on my face. His attention was distracted when Desmond groaned. “Sire, are you alright?” he asked politely.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I immediately pulled Sander away from Desmond when Desmond was about to touch Sander’s hand. “Let’s go, Sander. We must stay away from him,” I said as I looked at Desmond full of abomination. “Get. Lost,” I said coldly.

I could feel his stare before I pushed Sander to get inside our flat. With that, I closed and locked the door. I even leaned to do it as I felt my heart hammering so fast inside of my chest.

“Mama, why did you hurt him?” Sander asked after a moment.

I summoned my hand to halt him and showed him to bestow me a minute to calm down. I just wanted to be sure that Desmond already left which was why I had to feel my surroundings from the outside.

“Mama?”

I inhaled and exhaled before I started walking to our bedroom. Then, I started packing up our things inside the luggage.

“Mama, why are you packing?” I heard Sander say but I ignored him. My hands were shaky as I took Sander’s clothes and put them in the bag.

“I must have you stay away from him,” I said, not talking to him but to myself.

I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect that Desmond would arrive here at my flat and would have to meet Sander on our way here. I thought to myself earlier that there would be a low probability that they would meet but I was totally wrong.

“Mama!”

I snapped back and looked down to see Sander already crying. My heart dropped. “Sander…” I knelt down before him and cupped his face so I could wipe off the tears that stained his cheeks and eyes.

He sniffed. “Mama, you are scaring me…” he sobbed.

I halted and saw his body shake. Only then, I realized what action I had done right now. I was already packing our bags, ready to leave yet I hadn’t explained to him what was happening. I took a deep breath before I gathered my son in my arms.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart…” I felt guilty when he started to cry more. I felt bad while my wolf was minding me that Desmond was still outside.

I knew that. I could still smell his scent that had been lingering from outside. It was kind of distracting me but I need to focus and calm myself in consoling my son.

“I have frightened you,” I said softly as I gently rubbed his back. I hugged him so tight to reassure him that I would always be here for him and that I was feeling sorry for what I acted on earlier.

While I was consoling Sander, I was trying to feel my surroundings. It was already half an hour and I couldn’t smell Desmond’s scent. But I was not certain if he was using incantation jewelry to wear it which was why I could no longer smell him.

I only listened to the sound from Sander’s hiccup and to my surroundings. So far, I could tell that he already left based on how silent it was.

Sander looked up at me with his puffy red eyes. I smiled softly and gently caressed his cheek with my knuckles. “Mama, why are you packing? Did sire do something with you?” he asked after he took the initiative to ask.

I secretly clenched my teeth. Sire… He was calling Desmond ‘sire’. Now that I remembered. I hadn’t told him about his father’s name.

“We looked like each other, Mama. Many people thought of us that I am sire’s son,” Sander added when he didn’t hear anything from me.

“Sander…” How must I tell him that the sire he was calling was his father anyway? The way Sander spoke… He liked Desmond. Should I tell him that he already faced his real father? “Please stay away from him,” I said as my voice almost croaked. It was a good thing that I managed to control the tone of my voice.

“Why, Mama? Sire is a good man.” He creased his forehead.

“No… It’s not.” I bit my lower lip. The day that I was frightened of had come right at this moment. I cupped his face, almost squeezing his cheeks. “Listen, Sander. That sire you have been talking to is not as good a man as what you think it is.”

I shivered because I was frightened that Desmond must have realized their resemblance. He wouldn’t be so naive to act that their resemblance should not be questionable.

It should be especially that Sander called me Mama. He already concluded now that Sander was our son.

I was afraid that Desmond would demand to see Sander and would force me to take our son away from me. I must not let that happen! I bore Sander and had a hard time providing for his needs. There was no way that Desmond would just take my pup from me.

I would not allow him!

“Mama, I do not understand…” His face smeared with bewilderment.

I smiled bitterly as I sighed. “That man you have been calling you ‘sire’…” I paused and looked straight at his amber orbs. “He will take you away from me. So, please… Stay away from him, Sander. I beg you.”

I started to shed tears thinking that this would help to manipulate Sander if he saw me in this state. It seemed effective because he cupped my face with his small, fragile hands.

“Mama, did he hurt you just like Papa did to you?”

I closed my eyes and held his hands before I nodded. “Yes…” I said before I opened my eyes to stare deeply into his soul. “He is, sweetheart.”

With my answer, Sander’s jaw dropped. Somehow, he looked dejected and horrified at my answer.

His expression changed into deeply furrowed eyebrows. “I will stay away from him, Mama. I am not going to let you be hurt by them again.” He hugged me after that.

It was a victory of mine because I knew that Sander wanted to protect me. But it would be better if I had to place Sander so that he wouldn’t be able to reach his father.

Knowing Desmond I knew that he would do anything to look for an explanation. I must take precautions as soon as possible.

He didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve our son.

I am not going to allow him to speak with Sander ever again.

I promise that.