A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret) novel Chapter 62

I nodded at the human female who looked about my age.

“I see.”

No cause for alarm, I told myself. But this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It can't be right for him to just show up at my son’s school to pick him up.

I should ask my lawyer. I rushed out of the school, impatiently waving at a cab.

What was Nick's plan? Where had he taken Alex?

A few long minutes later, the taxi drove into the resort driveway and I got out.

As I entered the lobby and marched to the elevator marked Private, one of the guards watched without protest. He was the one in charge of the hotel guards.

No one made a move to stop me like I feared. Moments later, I arrived at the penthouse. As the door slid open, I walked in and was about to dash up the stairs when Nick appeared.

He stood at the top of the stairs in jean shorts and a t.shirt.

I waited for him to protest my presence. It was his turn to have Alex after all.

He said nothing. Instead, he started to saunter down the stairs.

“Where’s Alex?” I barked, irritated by his calmness.

“Taking a nap,” he replied nonchalantly.

What the hell was he planning to do?

I brushed past him, rushing up to Alex’s room. Just as he said, my son laid on his neatly made bed, eyes shut, clutching his warrior toy to his chest. His room was still the same colorful child's paradise.

I was enraged for reasons I wasn't sure of.

Shutting the door quietly, I marched back down to meet the alpha. He was not in the living room, so I went into his study.

“You were supposed to pick him up FROM the house. In the morning!”

“Really? Jake didn’t tell me anything about time... or place," he replied with his eyes on a paper on his desk.

"He just said it's my turn today. You'll have him back after school tomorrow. This weekend's my turn too, so expect me any...time. I could come at midnight." He shrugged.

“Look, I can’t play games with you, alright? I'll ask my lawyer about timing. But I have to know when you're coming! You can't just show up!"

"Is that why you're here? To complain that I was late today?" He gave me a brief look before redirecting his eyes to his laptop.

When I didn't respond, he added,