Page 44 of Alpha's Redemption

Tatum chuckles but doesn't leave her, and Valen grabs a beer out of the fridge and passes one to him.

“Maybe you can convince Macey to let me put a baby in her,” Tatum says, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

“Fat chance. I like the babies I can hand back to their mothers. Taylor is enough for me,” she says, and Tatum pouts.

“Just one.”

Macey shakes her head.

“Two,” Tatum says.

“How did we go from one to none and now two?” she says, shaking her head. “Just get. You want kids, go find someone else. When I agreed to move in with you, I told you that I didn't want any more children,” she tells him.

I know why that is, which makes me wonder if Macey told him. She can't have children; she had a hysterectomy with Taylor because she bled out and nearly died.

“Macey?” I whisper once he wanders over to Valen in the living room.

“I know, I have to tell him, but…” She looks over her shoulder at him. “He’ll leave when he finds out,” she sighs.

“Is that why you didn't want anyone to know you moved in with him?”

She shrugs. “Just enjoying it while it lasts. Once he finds out, he’ll run for the hills. They always do.”

I smile sadly. In the last five years, Macey has had two serious relationships. She even got engaged once, but both left her once they found out she couldn't have children. She told the first one just before they moved in together, and he walked out as quickly as he came into her life. The other she told the day after they got engaged—same thing.

“I don't think Tatum is like that, but you need to tell him before he gets his hopes up.”

She chews her lip nervously as I tell her. I pray I’m right. Finally, Macey nods and sighs before running her fingers through her hair and grabbing her mug. “Come on, let's sort these papers out,” she says, wandering over to the coffee table.

Valen is on the phone with Doc, who’s waiting for the vial. They speak for a few minutes before he stands and looks at Tatum.

“Want to come for a drive with me to the hospital to drop this off?” Valen asks, and Tatum gets up off the couch.

“You’ve been drinking,” Macey scolds.

“I’ve had one mouthful,” he says, passing his almost full bottle to Macey. She takes it and looks at it.

“Fine, go then. Can you bring me some Pringles back?”

Tatum laughs and leans down as she looks up at him, then pecks her lips.

“Yes. Be back soon,” he tells her.

Valen kisses me before walking out with Tatum, leaving us alone. Macey and I go over the paperwork for the pack, and I sigh, finding it getting worse the more we dig.

“This one here,” Macey says, holding out a slip of paper. I take it from her and glance at it. It’s an old arcade that’s in the red.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Want to sell it?” she asks, and I glance at it.

“You want to buy an arcade?” she shrugs.

“Zoe and I were discussing pooling our savings and buying something to fix up and invest in,” she says.

“But we have the hotel?” I ask her.

“No,youhave the hotel, Zoe has her apartment out the back of it, and I have nothing. Not that I’m complaining—I know we’ve always split the hotel income—but I want something to leave to Taylor; same with Zoe. So we’ve been looking into it.”

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