Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

55. A Mama

AZURA.

It was the following day and after a restless night, I had gotten dressed in blue jeggings and an oversized white top. Leo had just popped over, saying it was time to talk to Corrado. There was something different about him, but I couldn‘t pinpoint what it was. He was wearing a white tank top and grey sweats. His hair was a sexy mess and it was obvious he had been running his hand through it a lot, and he looked a bit pale. But there was something else...

Did he even get any sleep? He had first taken Corrado to the garden, and I had seen him crouching in front of him and, from what I could make out, apologising for last night. Corrado had stood with his arms crossed, looking displeased, before hugging him and smiling.

Children really were so innocent...

They came in soon after, and Leo looked at me.

“Shall we?”

“Sure.” I said, turning away from him and allowing him to lead the way.

“It‘s so fucking hot.” Leo muttered as the three of us headed to the lounge. 4

‘Have you even planned what we‘ll say?‘ I asked him through the link. I really didn‘t want to do this, but I knew for Corrado I would. At least he was letting Corrado know that he would be a big brother, despite not really seeming to care about seeing this baby again.

No.

I frowned slightly but said nothing, not knowing how this was going to play out. I shut the door behind us, the airy room making the sounds of our heartbeats sound even louder.

I didn‘t respond as I crossed my arms and Leo sat down, making Corrado stand in front of him.

“Daddy, why are you so serious?” He asked worriedly.

“There‘s something that I need to tell you.” ‘You or we?‘ Leo looked at me and I stared back emotionlessly. If he wanted help, he would have to ask for it.

‘We‘

It felt like an eternity, the pain and intensity of his gaze made me look away first.

“There‘s something that the both of us want to share... but I need you to understand ok...”

“Ok Daddy.” He said, looking up at me. “Did you and Azura make up?”

raised an eyebrow. “Because last night you

even this kid picked up on the fact something was wrong.

I said

Leo didn‘t respond.

help but go and sit next to Leo for Corrado,

once Mr smartass obviously didn‘t know how to go about this. “000.” Corrado said, turning and staring at my stomach. “But Azura, your belly isn‘t

yet.” I replied with an amused smile, he really was such

massaging his neck as Corrado‘s face fell. “Where‘s the baby‘s Daddy?” He said before looking at Leo worriedly. He stepped closer to him. “Can we still keep her? Please Daddy, you can be Azura‘s baby‘s Daddy and I will be a good

can‘t.” Leo placed

looked absolutely devastated. Leo glanced at me. A silent request to help.... If it didn‘t involve this cherub,

him,

this baby is your Daddy‘s... which means you ARE going to be a big brother.” I began, realising

to be a big brother!” He gasped, his eyes widening before they sparkled with excitement.

faintly at him as he ruffled his hair. “So Azura and the baby can come live with us. The baby can

Corrado, but when I

looked

“Yes, Azura?”

promise you I will send you lots of videos and pictures? And we can video call and visit. I promise.” I explained, my heart breaking as I watched the little boy crumple before me. His excitement dissipating, and it was replaced by sheer

as he began crying. “Doesn‘t Azura want to be my Mommy too? I promise I be good. Does Azura not love me? I won‘t

stop my own tears from streaming down my cheeks as I dropped to my knees in front of him and hugged

I love you so

be my

Corrado from my arms even when I didn‘t want to let go

tomorrow.” He said quietly, before he stood up lifting his son into his

sobs as he asked what he did

have to go to Azura, please Daddy... Don‘t let Azura go. Don‘t let our baby go away. I be a good big brother Daddy. I promise...” 8 Corrado‘s words broke my heart, and they were the only thing that I could focus on as I knelt there, silently crying

me. Of course, I wanted to be your

fight for what

floor in front of me, suddenly feeling

Why don‘t I fight?

just

strong as

do I cry over