HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 226: Theresa

Chapter 226: Theresa

Pit Pat

Pit Pat

Small footsteps were seen moving quickly, shuffling across the floor before crouching down.

Beep Beep.

Tiny fingers moved across the phone, dialling a number. As soon as the name ’Uncle Kris’ popped up, he pressed his thumb over it and waited, breathing fugutively as it rang.

Suddenly he felt a shadow looming over him where he crouched behind the kitchen door. In shock, the phone dropped to the ground with a clatter, and he pressed his back to the wall with widened eyes, staring up at the figure.

"Hello? Theresa?" Alpha Kris’s voice boomed over the phone. He sounded drowsy. It was 3:00am in the morning after all.

Jephthah swallowed, turning mute as he watched her bend to the ground, keeping her eyes leveled with his.

"Hey Uncle." She called sweetly, bringing the phone to her ear, the expression on her face clearly saying otherwise. It was twisted and horrifying.

"Theresa," The man groaned, tired. "You do realize it’s 3. In. the. Morning. Right?"

"I’m Sorry... It was a mistake. I think my cheek dialed you when I slept over my phone." She giggled sweetly, mirth in her eyes as she stared impulsively at Jephthah as if daring him to make a single noise.

"Okay... How’s Jephthah. I wonder why he hasn’t come for a visit in a while now. Is he okay?"

"He’s never been better." She sneered as she replied.

Once the call was over, she suddenly reached out and grabbed him by the neck. Jephthah choked, but he dare not touch her, only staring upwards, panting hard.

"Tsk. Tsk. How naughty of you... " She cooed, a mad glint in her eyes. "Did you think you could succeed? Mm?"

She dropped her hand, smoothening out his shirt before fondly holding his cheek.

Horror stricken eyes met hers as her smile broadened.

"I’ll have to punish you now."

*

"John! Dad!" Jephthah gasped as he sat up abruptly, startling the woman lying next to him.

His chest rose and fell as he swiftly threw the blankets off his body. before crawling off the bed.

"Jephthah?" Talia scrunched up her face in confusion, but when he starts to head out of the room, she jumped off the bed, to the ground before running forward to wrap her arms around his waist from behind.

"Jephthah stop." Her voice was shaky, but she was serious, her grip about his waist very tight.

Jephthah froze under her voice, his feet which was raised in the air to push him forward, dropping back to the ground.

His eyes spammed over the floor before settling it on the small arms wrapped around his waist.

For a few seconds, he felt some sense of peace overcome him as he stood there in her embrace.

"Talia." He whispered, shutting his eyes .

Honestly, he had forgotten he was miles away from home, and that he couldn’t just crawl into John’s bed with him when he had dreams like this.

He was in a suite in Paris.

With Talia.

He couldn’t help it. Just like other night, tears suddenly spilled down his cheeks, trailing to his jaw.

Talia moved to stand Infront of him before hugging him again, this time not from behind, but her arms were wrapped around his waist still, her head to his chest, hearing his heart pound.

"It’s Okay... It’s Okay Jephthah. I’m here for you... It’s Okay. " She shakily whispered soothingly, sighing softly when he wrapped his arms around her.

She was bewildered at the turn out of events. Whatever just happened, was not normal. She. wanted to ask him what his dream was about, but she decided it wouldn’t be a right time to.

"I’m Sorry." He mumbled as they stayed in that position after a while, eyes still closed.

She smiled, leaning close into his embrace.

"I love you Jephthah.. you know that, right?"

His eyes opened for a while and he stared into space before shutting them slowly.

"I know."

The rest of the night was spent with Jephthah’s head on her bossom as she cuddled him to sleep.

Few minutes after he slept off, she stared down at his face with a worried expression when he starts fidgeting, muttering words she couldn’t comprehend.

"Shhhhh. Shhhh" She soothingly said as she brushed his creased brows, something her mother was fond of doing when she was stuck in a nightmare.

"Please... D- Don’t... N.. No. Please." He said in a small painful voice, and her heart yearned and ached for him, but she could only sooth him.

How come she never noticed this?

However, his next word, caused a sudden chill to settle in her body, her fingers pausing over his brows.

"... Theresa."

She stopped entirely before glancing back down his face to see his creased brows had cleared and he was sleeping peacefully against her bossom, his arms wrapped around her waist.

Her eyes darkened.

Who the f**k was Theresa?

*

As Talia put on some mascara, her attention to the mirror right Infront of her, Jephthah arrived from the kitcen, a cup of coffee in his hands.

He was still in his night wear while Talia was fully dressed in a stylish, body hugging, black, leather, jumpsuit.

"Thanks Babe." Talia said, not glancing away from the mirror as he set it down beside her, careful not to get the mascara on her upper eyelid. That was so frustrating.

"So you said something about a dog living here yesterday?" Jephthah asked, leaning back to stare at her reflection, admiring her full focus as she applied the mascara.

He was blessed with a beautiful woman from the goddess. He was so lucky to have her all to himself.

"Yeah. Her name is Bubblegum. She’s a sweetheart. You’ll love her... not more than me of course."

He smiled.

"Why haven’t I seen her before?"

"Oh." She kept the mascara aside before grabbing her lipgloss, already opening the top. "Royce is allergic to dogs... I think he’s scared of them tho, and Brittany is not a fan of dogs."

"She hates dogs?" Jephthah was surprised.

Talia laughed. "No. More like she’s scared of them. I wouldn’t take my chances with bubblegum, especially where there are rogues around." She met his gaze fixed intently on her lips as she puckered them up to apply a generous quantity of lipgloss.

"What?" She asked, amused.

Jephthah flushed as he averted her gaze.

"N- Nothing."

"Do you want to kiss me?" She bluntly asked.

His eyes widened before he raised his hands like a criminal caught in the act.

"No... I... "

"You don’t?" She stuck out her lower lip and blinked up at him from the reflection.

"I do.. I mean... No.. wait... It’s just... " He flushed when he realized she was teasing him again.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Closing the lipgloss, she reached out for her hair band, intending to put her hair up; into a pony tail.

"I think that’s breakfast." She replied, pulling up her hair while staring at her reflection.

Breakfast was usually rolled in by a trolley for the guests at Golden Elites at their door steps.

"I’ll get the door then." Jephthah replied, and it hadn’t yet occured to Talia that the worker might spread news about a cute guy with a disheveled hair and slept-in clothes walking around in her suite.

Not until his hand had already closed around the doorknob to open it.

"Jephthah wai.... "

It was too late.