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Chapter 210: The Alpha King’s Visit

Chapter 210: The Alpha King’s Visit

(Aria’s POV)

I held baby Nolan closer to my chest, my wolf’s protective instincts screaming as Alpha King William Blackwood’s imposing presence filled the executive rest room. His silver–gray eyes–so eerily similar to Dominic’s yet infinitely colder–studied my sleeping pup with an intensity that made every nerve in my body bristle with alarm.

“He’s beautiful,” William said quietly, his commanding voice carrying undertones I couldn’t decipher. “He has the Blackwood eyes.”

“Yes,” I replied carefully, my maternal wolf whimpering as I tried to keep my voice steady. “He does.”

William took a step closer to the crib, and my protective instincts exploded into full alert. Every horrible memory of our previous encounters flooded back–Dominic’s injuries, the violence, the clear threats to our family’s safety. This was the same man who had physically attacked my mate, who had sworn to destroy our bond.

“Please don’t wake him,” I said quickly, moving to place myself more firmly between William and Nolan’s crib. “He just fell asleep.”

William’s amber eyes flicked to me, studying my defensive posture with what might have been amusement. have no intention of disturbing him, Mrs. Blackwood.”

The formal address sent chills down my spine. Coming from his lips, even my married name sounded like

threat.

William moved closer anyway, ignoring my obvious distress. His massive frame cast shadows across the small space, making the room feel suffocating despite its generous size. My wolf wanted to shift, to protect our pup with tooth and claw if necessary.

When William suddenly reached toward the crib, every instinct I possessed screamed danger. Without thinking, I lunged forward and scooped Nolan into my arms, clutching him protectively against my chest.

“Don’t touch him!” The words tore from my throat before I could stop them, my voice carrying the fierce authority of a mother defending her young.

William froze, his hand suspended in mid–air. His expression shifted from surprise to something I couldn’t read–was it hurt? Anger? I couldn’t tell, and I didn’t care. All that mattered was keeping Nolan safe.

“I wasn’t going to hurt him,” William said quietly, his voice lacking its usual commanding edge.

“I don’t know what you were going to do,” I replied, my heart pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it. “But I won’t let you near my son.”

William’s jaw tightened, his Alpha authority reasserting itself. “Where is Dominic?”

“In a meeting,” I managed, my voice barely steady. “With the territorial security council.”

“When will he be available?”

“I don’t know,” I replied honestly. “It could be hours.”

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William studied me for another long moment, his penetrating gaze making my skin crawl. Then, without another word, he turned and walked toward the door.

“Tell him I stopped by,” he said over his shoulder, his commanding presence finally beginning to dissipate

The door closed behind him with a soft click, and I immediately sank into the nearest chair, my legs suddenly too weak to support me. Nolan stirred in my arms, his tiny face scrunching with mild confusion Before settling back into peaceful sleep.

My hands were shaking. My entire body was trembling from the encourier with the formidable Alpha King The overwhelming pressure I’d felt in his presence was unlike anything I’d experienced, even worse than facing Alexander during our worst fights.

“It’s okay, baby,” I whispered to Nolan, my voice still unsteady. “Mama’s here. You’re safe

But was he safe? William’s behavior had been… strange. Unexpected. The way he’d looked at Nolan wasn’t entirely threatening–there had been something else there, something I couldn’t identify.

I tried to calm my racing heart by focusing on Nolan’s peaceful breathing. Whatever William’s intentions, he was gone now. We were safe for the moment.

(Aria’s POV)

Twenty minutes later, Dominic burst through the door, his powerful Alpha presence immediately filling the space with protective energy. His silver–gray eyes scanned both Nolan and me frantically, searching for signs of distress or injury.

“Aria,” he said urgently, crossing to me in three quick strides. “Hunter told me my father was here. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“We’re fine,” I assured him, though my voice still carried traces of anxiety. “He didn’t hurt us. But Dominic, visit… it felt significant. Like there might be important Shadow Pack matters we don’t know about.”

Dominic’s expression darkened with concern as he gently took Nolan from my arms, his large hands cradling our pup with infinite tenderness. “What did he say? What did he want?”

“He asked where you were,” I replied, watching as he carefully checked Nolan over, his paternal instincts evident in every movement. “He looked at Nolan for a long time. It made me nervous.”

“He shouldn’t have come here,” Dominic said grimly, his cedar scent carrying protective fury. “He knows this is neutral territory.”

“I’m worried this visit means something bigger is happening,” I continued, my wolf still unsettled by the encounter. “What if there are threats to our family we don’t know about?”

Dominic’s jaw tightened, but he forced his expression to soften as he looked down at our sleeping son. “Whatever his reasons, he won’t get near you or Nolan again without going through me first.”

“Dominic-”

“No,” he interrupted firmly, his Alpha authority absolute. “I won’t let him intimidate my family.”

He handed Nolan back to me with careful movements, then pulled out his phone. “I ordered your favorite- grilled salmon and wild rice from Silverpine Restaurant. It should be here soon.”

The thoughtful gesture, so typical of his caring nature, helped ease some of my lingering anxiety. Even in the

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midst of family drama and potential threats, he remembered the small things that made me happy

“Thank you,” I said softly, meaning more than just the food. “You always know exactly what I need.

“I try,” he replied, his cedar scent wrapping around me comfortingly. “You’ve been under so much stress lately The least I can do is make sure you eat properly.”

(Aria’s POV)

Within minutes, Hunter Hayes arrived carrying elegant takeout containers that filled the room with delicious aromas. But his professional demeanor carried an undercurrent of significance that immediately caught my attention.

“The food from Silverpine, as requested,” Hunter said formally, setting everything out on the small table. “And the DNA test results you wanted.”

My heart skipped a beat. We’d been waiting for these results as part of our investigation into my childhood *********g.

“What did you find?” Dominic asked, his tactical mind immediately focused on the new information.

Hunter handed him a sealed manila envelope. “The test confirms that Alison Lewis is not biologically related to Dr. Marcus Lewis and Rebecca Lewis.”

The revelation hit me like a physical blow. Alison wasn’t really their niece? The woman who had been raised as family, who had claimed to love me as a sister, was a complete impostor?

“She’s not their daughter,” Dominic said grimly, scanning the official document. “Just as you suspected, Aria

“Then who is she?” I asked, my voice tight with betrayal and confusion. “And why did they lie about finding her abandoned?”

“That’s what we need to find out,” Dominic replied, his silver–gray eyes hardening with determination. “But th confirms she’s the crucial link between Patricia Lewis and whoever masterminded your abduction.”

My wolf whimpered with the realization of how deeply we’d been deceived. “She was placed with the Lewis family deliberately. This whole thing was orchestrated from the beginning.”

“Exactly,” Dominic confirmed. “And finding her real father is the key to exposing the person behind everything.”

“How do we do that?” I asked, though I suspected he already had a plan.

“I’m collecting DNA samples from your uncles,” Dominic explained, his strategic mind clearly working several moves ahead. “Once we find a match, we’ll have our mastermind.”

The scope of the deception was staggering. For twenty years, we’d believed Alison was family. She’d shared. our meals, our celebrations, our secrets. All while being a living weapon designed to destroy us from within.

“There’s something else,” I said quietly, my wolf’s instincts picking up on details we’d missed. “Something still doesn’t feel right about all this.”

“What do you mean?” Dominic asked, his full attention focused on me.

“If Alison is someone’s biological daughter, why place her with the Lewis family at all?” I continued, working through the logic. “Why not just have Patricia handle the k********g directly?”

“Because they needed a long–term spy,” Dominic replied grimly. “Someone who could monitor the family’s activities and report back for decades.”

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But that means. My voice trailed off as the horrible implication hit me.

That means she’s been watching us, studying us, reporting on us for twenty years, Dominic finished

“Everything we’ve shared with her, every family moment, every piece of private information–it all went back to her real father.”

The betrayal was so complete, so thorough, that it took my breath away. My wolf howled silently at the violation of pack trust, the perversion of family bonds.

“i need to eat,” I said suddenly, my hands shaking with emotional exhaustion. “This is too much to process on an empty stomach.”

“Of course,” Dominic said gently, immediately shifting into caretaker mode. “The salmon should still be warm.”

Despite my troubled thoughts, the meal was expertly prepared. The fish was perfectly seasoned, the wild rice fluffy and aromatic. Dominic had remembered every detail of my preferences, down to the light herb sauce! favored.

“This is delicious,” I said, grateful for the distraction of good food and his thoughtful care.

“You need to keep your strength up,” Dominic replied, watching me eat with satisfaction. “For yourself and for Nolan.”

(Aria’s POV)

Later that evening, Dominic drove us home to Moon Valley Residences in comfortable silence, both of us lost in thought about the DNA revelation. Nolan slept peacefully in his car seat, blissfully unaware of the family drama swirling around him.

“We’re going to figure this out,” Dominic said as he pulled into our driveway. “Whoever’s behind this conspiracy won’t escape justice.”

“I know,” I replied, though my wolf still carried an undercurrent of unease. “I just can’t shake the feeling that there’s more to this story.”

As we approached the front door, I noticed elegant lights on in our living room. Someone was inside our home.

“We have company,” Dominic observed, his protective instincts immediately alert.

We entered to find Isabella Blackwood seated gracefully on our sofa, her elegant presence transforming our modest living space. She looked up as we entered, her expression brightening at the sight of Nolan.

“There’s my beautiful grandson,” she said warmly, rising to greet us. “I hope you don’t mind–I used the key you gave me.”

“Of course not,” I replied, touched by her obvious affection for our son. “You’re always welcome here.”

Isabella’s eyes were fixed on Nolan with unmistakable love. “May I hold him?”

“Absolutely,” I said, carefully transferring our sleeping pup into her arms.

Isabella’s entire demeanor softened as she cradled Nolan, her usual aristocratic reserve melting away. “I’m here to see my grandson, not my son,” she said with a genuine smile that transformed her face.