Alpha Razor King-Chapter 63: Confession.

**Isabella**

My eyes widened in surprise at his words. He had never apologized to me after a spanking before. I was utterly speechless.

"I was really angry that you wanted to leave me so badly..." He continued, gently caressing my cheek. "I love you, Isabella, but if you mess up, best believe I will spank you again."

I swallowed hard, pushing down the lump in my throat at the sternness in his words. "I’m sorry," I managed to say, my voice barely a whisper.

"I know," he nodded. "So I’m telling you now, if you have done something wrong, you better tell me. Because if I have to find out for myself, I’ll throw you over my knees and spank you all day."

His words sent shivers down my spine, and my heart raced with fear. I wanted to tell him about the pills, but I couldn’t find the words to speak.

"Isabella?" He raised his brow in warning. "Say something."

"I... I... please, sir, I’m sorry," I choked out, unable to bear the intensity in his gaze. My whole body ached with pain from my punishment earlier. I couldn’t go through this again.

"Shh," he hushed me, wiping my tears with his palm. "Stop crying and tell me what you did wrong."

His voice was calm and cool, a stark contrast to his harsh gaze. "I... I..."

"It’s alright, you can tell me," he interrupted gently. "I won’t punish you."

"Really?" I asked, a glimmer of hope in my eyes.

"Yes, now tell me," he urged softly.

Fearfully, I finally confessed to him about the morning-after pills. His lips twisted in a deep frown, and for a few moments, he didn’t say anything. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and controlled, "Where did you get the pills from?"

I tried to avert my gaze, but he grasped my chin firmly, forcing me to look at him."I asked Cain to bring me some." My voice trembled as I confessed.

"Cain? Why would you ask that bastard?" He growled at the mention of Cain’s name, but he held himself back. "Why did you take the pills?" His eyes bore into mine, searching for answers.

"I... I was afraid of getting pregnant," I confessed in a whisper.

He looked at me, his gaze intense. "And why are you afraid of getting pregnant?"

I swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. "Because... because I thought... I thought it would make it harder for me to escape," I admitted, my voice trembling.

He nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. "Isabella, listen to me carefully," he said. "You need to forget about running away. I will never allow it. I can’t live without you."

His words took me by surprise, and my eyes widened in shock. Did he really mean it? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"And if you ever try to run away again," he continued, lips set sternly, "you will regret it."

I nodded fearfully. "Yes, sir."

He pulled me into a tight embrace. "We will be building a family, Isabella," he said softly. "I need an heir to succeed me as alpha."

"I’m sorry sir."

"I forgive you, Isabella. Just promise me that you’ll behave next time."

I looked up at him, my eyes filled with questions. He smiled gently, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.

"I promise," I said, burying my face in his chest, relieved that he wasn’t as angry as I had feared.

"Don’t worry, my love. I will take care of you. We will be happy together, I promise."

"Now go and get the pills and flush them down the sink. Come on," he ordered curtly, causing me to spring out of bed in a hurry.

I went to the closet, retrieved the pills, and then went to the bathroom to flush them down the sink. Returning to the room, I stood nervously in front of him. "I’ve gotten rid of them."

"Good girl. Now come here," he motioned for me to get on the bed.

Immediately, I climbed in, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Did Felicia give you some medicine for relief?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you," I replied genuinely, as the pain had been unbearable that morning.

"You’re welcome, baby," he smiled, and surprisingly, I smiled back, despite everything that had happened.

"I love you, Isabella," he confessed, looking into my eyes.

I was speechless, not knowing how to respond.

"It’s alright, baby. You don’t have to reply or say anything," he stated, before planting a soft kiss on my lips.

I raised my head, and again he captured my lips in a long and passionate kiss, running his hand up and down my back, setting my whole body on fire before pulling away.

"Why... did... you stop?" I stuttered, feeling a little flustered.

"Not now, baby. You need to heal up first," he stated before pulling me back into his chest. "Now take a nap. You need it."

I closed my eyes, feeling his warmth surrounding me. Despite everything, I knew that he cared for me deeply, and in that moment, I allowed myself to fall asleep in his embrace.

I awoke later to find Razor missing from the bed. Suddenly, the memory from earlier flashed across my mind, Razor telling me how much he loves me. I felt my cheeks heat up, but I pushed the memory aside.What was I thinking? This was fucking Razor, after all. I couldn’t let my guard down, especially after what happened in the morning.

Glancing out the window, I noticed that it was getting dark. I must have slept for a long time. I decided to take a bath and put on a comfortable dress. I wanted to wear my nightwear, but I decided to wear a dress instead. I just felt like looking good this evening. And it’s totally not because of my husband, nope!

After getting ready, I left the room and headed straight to the kitchen. To my surprise, I found Cross holding Felicia’s phone.

"Cross," I called out, and he jumped, the phone slipping through his fingers.