Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208

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I spotted Allen standing by the hotel’s front desk, his shoulders tense as he spoke with the receptionist. Luke was beside him, both of them engrossed in conversation. I approached silently, my jaw clenching at the sight of Allen–the man who’d been getting too close to what was

mine,

“-she’s resting now. The fall was pretty bad, Allen was saying,

rubbing the back of his neck.

How serious are her injuries?” Luke asked, genuine concern in his

voice.

Allen sighed. “Just scrapes on her hand and knee. Nothing major, but

she’s embarrassed about the whole thing.”

I cleared my throat, making my presence known. Both men turned,

Allen’s expression immediately closing off when he saw me. His scent

changed subtly a hint of territorial aggression that made my

stir. Luke, ever the diplomatic one, offered a nod of ackno

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“Stone,” he said, his tone carefully neutral.

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“Is Susan alright?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, not

because I particularly cared about Allen’s sister, but because

information was always valuable.

Allen’s jaw tightened, a muscle visibly twitching. “She’ll be fine. Just a

minor accident.”

Luke checked his watch before adding, “You should probably keep her

away from the village tomorrow. We’ll have police escorts with us to

ensure everything remains… civil.”

The implication wasn’t lost on me. Samuel and his people were still a

threat, especially to someone as helpless as Susan. Not that I gave a

damn about her safety, but incidents would complicate the project.

The receptionist interrupted, “Mr. Moonlight, your food delivery has

arrived.” She gestured to several bags on the counter. “And Ms. Hale’s

package from the pharmacy is here as well.”

My attention snapped to a small white bag set apart from the food

containers. Without hesitation, I reached for it, feeling a surge of

possessive satisfaction as my fingers closed around the package.

“I’ll take this to Elsa,” I said, deliberately tearing open the sealed bag,

my eyes challenging Allen to stop me.

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Allen stepped forward, his chest puffing up. “That’s her private

property. You’re invading her privacy.”

I raised an eyebrow, continuing to examine the contents, a smirk

playing at the corners of my mouth. The morning–after pill was there,

along with a pregnancy test kit. Exactly what I expected. I held up the

items, watching Allen’s expression shift from annoyance to

embarrassment.

“Perhaps you’d like to deliver these to her?” I suggested, my voice

deliberately casual as I dangled the items before him. “Since you’re so

concerned about her welfare.”

Luke’s eyes widened. “Drake, come on. That’s crossing a line.”

I ignored him, extending the items toward Allen, who reluctantly

took them, his face flushed with anger, hands trembling slightly.

“This is inappropriate,” Allen muttered, carefully placing the items

back in the bag.

“What’s inappropriate is you thinking you have any fucking say in her

personal matters,” I replied coldly, stepping into his personal space.

Luke placed a hand on my shoulder, which I immediately shrugged off

with a growl. “Let’s go outside,” he suggested firmly.

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I followed Luke to the hotel entrance, aware of Allen’s glare burning into my back, the scent of his anger trailing behind us like smoke.

“What the hell was that about?” Luke demanded once we were alone,

his voice low but furious. “You’re treating her like she’s your property,

not a person with dignity and rights.”

I smiled thinly, my eyes flashing gold for a moment. “She’s my

assistant before. Everything about her is my business.”

“Is that what you tell yourself?” Luke shook his head in disgust. “She’s

a person, Drake. Not an object you can control.”

“Are you finished with the lecture?” I asked, pulling out my phone to

check my messages, my thumb pressing the screen with unnecessary

force. “Because I have actual business to attend to.”

Luke stared at me for a long moment before walking away, his

disappointment evident. I watched him go, unmoved. He’d never

understood what it meant to be an Alpha, to protect what was yours

by any means necessary.

And Elsa, whether she liked it or not, was mine.

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The soft knock on my door startled me from my troubled thoughts. I’d

been sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the wall, trying to

process everything that had happened in the past twenty–four hours.

Drake’s ultimatum. My mother’s treatment. The mysterious pregnant

woman with Miranda Stone.

I opened the door to find Allen standing there, his expression

strained. In his hands was a small white pharmacy bag that had

clearly been opened, the top torn carelessly.

My stomach dropped like a stone as I recognized what it was. All the

blood drained from my face, my lungs suddenly struggling for air.

Fuck. No. No. No.

“These came for you,” Allen said awkwardly, extending the bag. “I’m

sorry, but… Drake got to them first.”

The humiliation was so complete I could barely breathe. My fingers

shook violently as I took the bag, the paper crinkling loudly in the

silence. I couldn’t meet Allen’s eyes, my cheeks burning with shame.

“Thank you,” I managed, my voice barely audible, throat tight with

unshed tears.

Allen shifted his weight, clearly uncomfortable. “Elsa, if you need

anything-

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“I’m fine,” I cut him off sharply, then immediately regretted my tone.

“I’m sorry. I just… need some time alone.” To die of fucking

embarrassment. That controlling bastard.

He nodded, sympathy written across his face. “We leave for Phoenix

Village in an hour. Meet us in the lobby.”

After he left, I closed the door and leaned against it, sliding down

until I was sitting on the floor, my knees pulled up to my chest. The

bag clutched in my hands felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.

That absolute fucking bastard. Opening my personal items, putting

my private business on display for Allen to see. The humiliation

burned through me like acid, settling in my gut with a sickening

churn.

I dumped the contents onto the floor, hands still trembling. The

morning–after pill and a pregnancy test stared back at me. A brutal

reminder of how Drake could invade every aspect of my life, how he

could strip away my dignity with such casual cruelty. Fuck him. Fuck

all of this. Fuck every entitled Alpha male who thinks he owns me.

I swallowed the pill with shaking hands, then tossed the test kit into

the trash with such force the plastic container tipped over. I wouldn’t need it. I refused to consider any other possibility. My eyes stung with

tears of rage I wouldn’t let fall.

An hour later, I stepped into the hotel lobby, my professional mask

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firmly in place, though the muscles in my jaw ached from clenching

so hard. Allen was waiting with Drake, Luke, and Susan, who was

sporting a bandage on her knee. The tension in the air was thick

enough to cut with a knife.

Drake’s eyes immediately locked onto mine, his expression smug and

possessive. I glared back, channeling every ounce of hatred into my

gaze. Go to hell.

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