A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret) novel Chapter 73

Sara POV

I recognized the two people from afar before Alex gave an excited scream behind.

“Daddeee!”

"Shh... Alex! Don't call out to him like that," I warned.

Nick and Meg stood inches apart by the sidewalk at the project site. I quickly refocused ahead. Or tried to.

Megan was still here, huh? And so was the alpha.

In a flash, the memories returned - of the two in each other's arms. I recalled the bitter words my former best friend spouted after that. But the kiss was the most vivid recollection. It was painful because Nick couldn't even say hi to me, his mate, in front of his friends.

He seemed to sense us when the car drew close to them. As I zoomed past, he turned sharply. At the same time, my son screamed again, waving in delight.

"Daddee!"

“Alex, shush! Stop doing that!” I snapped.

“Why? It’s daddy!” he protested.

How did I explain it to him that he was not allowed to call out to his father in public? Or at least in front of members of his pack? I felt sick.

Megan’s eyes followed Nick’s as she now stared in our direction too. I couldn’t tell if she saw us or not.

Was she here for work? Nick wouldn’t be foolish enough to allow that, would he? She was a member of Forest Moon. She knew our history, and if she saw the child, the worst he could do was alpha-command her not to tell anyone. But wasn’t it safer if she didn't see us at all?

Alex was crying now. Protesting the fact that I yelled at him for no good reason or that I didn't stop the car for his daddy.

“You’ll see him soon, baby,” I tried to comfort him.

This wasn’t good at all. My child was now thoroughly attached to his father. And the future was uncertain.

I checked my rearview again, wondering if Meg saw us. If so, what would the alpha do? It was disheartening that I had devolved back to worrying about my former friend. It felt like four years ago. I truly wished she would leave the town.

The last time I checked, she and the alpha were still involved. But did that mean I had to be prepared to run into her often from now on? I shook off the pang that accompanied these thoughts. It was not my business if Nick was still sleeping with my former roommate and best friend. We were no longer fated, and she was no longer my friend.