A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 51

I burped and picked up the glass of water and gulped it down my throat.

When I finished, Damor beckoned to a maid I didn't know was on standby. And she took the empty tray away. With the strength I got from the food I ate, I informed the man still in the room with me that I wanted to have my bath and he led me out of the healing room and led me back to the one I first woke up in.

I showered and changed into the clothes, waiting for me as I stepped out of the bathroom. They were my size, and I felt good in them. As soon as I was done putting them on; the door opened and in came Sesi, holding Zion up in her arms.

"Mommy!" he called out happily, his arms spread out in delight. It thrilled my heart to know he had gotten over the picture of me that scared him off the last time. I would never do that to him again. I promise.

My heart felt whole and nothing in the world could compare to the joy I felt at this moment.

Sesi set him down on the floor, and my baby ran toward me. I got on my knees with my arms opened wide and he ran into it, his small arms wrapping around what they could while mine engulfed him. I didn't mean to get emotional, but that's what I ended up doing. Tears ran down my face and I was unwilling to let go for the next few minutes that passed. Luckily enough, Zion didn't complain. He missed me too, and it made me happy.

After what seemed like a lifetime, we pulled away and I lifted him into my arms. Turning to Sesi, I muttered a thank you to her. She smiled and shook her head as if it was nothing. It was everything. Holding my son for a few minutes after spending so long without him and almost dying in the process was the greatest privilege ever.

"Daddy said you're okay now," he said and his curious hazel lingered on mine.

I nodded and kissed his forehead. "Much better, darling. Hope you've been great."

He nodded, his hazel eyes flickering with happiness. "Good, aunt Sesi, has been teaching me puzzles. Ivan sings a lot and Damor doesn't talk much and daddy reads to me."

I beamed at him. Another child might experience difficulty adjusting to a new environment filled with faces they barely know, but Zion was unique in his way and his change and contentment were fascinating. They were his blood, and it thrilled me to know he was getting along with them. "I'm glad you're happy, my dear boy." I kissed his head and brought him to bed.

Zion stayed with me for their minutes before suggesting we take a walk around the compound. I didn't have a reason to say no and so I agreed. Sesi was with us and although her gaze moved to us at Zion's suggestion, she said nothing.

"I want you to know that I will always love you and want you to be happy."

He glanced up at me, "I know that, mommy."

I smiled at him. "Good, never forget."

After spending over five hours outside, we returned inside and the nanny, Uwa, was already waiting to take Zion and bathe him. I wanted to tell her I could do it, besides; I had done it for five years, but she told me it was her job. I didn't stop her. I figured she had been the one in charge of him since he arrived here.

As evening approached, I moved to the window and stared through. I thought about my old life, Daniel, and my job. I really had a lot going on for me back at the university of Stanford. It was my dream and being able to actualize it made me feel proud. My world had turned in a way that made me doubt if I'd ever make the impact I once told myself I would in this world.

My mind wandered to Daniel, he being unable to reach me and coming home and not finding me and Zion would drive him nuts. I couldn't imagine what he must have gone through. I wish there was a way to tell him I was okay, but there wasn't. I thought to Diya and Greg. They were probably still on their honeymoon and won't have to bother about my disappearance for the next few weeks. Her parents, however, came to visit every week, and I didn't know what they would think when they didn't find Zion and me. The same thing went for Lionel. He would probably worry himself sick with a thought about where we could have taken ourselves to. I needed to go home, or at least reach out to everyone and let them know I was safe.