<h4>Chapter 161: He Is the Real Alpha</h4>


    [Rose’s P.O.V.]


    Once I heard Edward say these words, the tears that I had been struggling to hold back started streaming down my cheeks. But I still did not move. I did not dare to. I simply watched Edward slowly walk to me, his eyes as handsome as ever. Even the curvature of his lips was the same enticing shape.


    I could feel his hand gently caress my cheek, helping me wipe away my tears. The texture and familiar warmth of his palm made me choke up.


    “Edward, is it really you?” My voice was broken and trembling. I reached out in response to touch him. But I just felt like I was in a daze. I didn’t know if all of this was also a dream, just like what I experienced in the bathtub thest time. That had felt so real. What if I touched him and he disappeared? I couldn’t bear all of this.


    “Dearest, it’s me.”


    He answered my words, then he lowered his head to meet my hand still handing mid-air. I felt as if time had stopped.


    “This isn’t a dream?”


    “This isn’t a dream, Baby. I’m sorry for what you’ve suffered. My dearest, Supreme Luna, I’ve found you.”


    Edward held my arm and pulled me into his huge embrace, just like he always. But this time, he was more eager than ever. He kissed my cheeks, my lips, my eyshes, my eyes, and even my nose. His kisses rained down on me like a slight drizzle.


    I could feel my face flush. It had been a long time since I had such a feeling. This wasn’t a dream. My Popeye was here, right in front of me. This was the real him.


    I cried and epted every kiss as I stood on my tiptoes and wrapped my arms around his neck. I tried to pull us closer as if I would never be able to feel his warmth again.


    “On my God, Alpha! Edward!”


    When I finally jumped out of this dream-like scene, I couldn’t stop crying. The memory of that terrible time yed in my mind but that was quickly reced by my true and happy memories with Edward.


    I hugged him so hard that my fingers dug into his back. It was as if he would disappear if I let go. He bent over and buried his face in my neck. I felt his tears fall on my corbone. I had never seen him cry before.


    “Baby, my love, please forgive me. I love you so much. Please tell me that you still love me deeply.”


    Our foreheads were now pressed against each other as he mumbled with tears in his eyes. But I couldn’t answer him. My emotions had conquered me. I just kept crying like a child.


    After he gave me some more kisses, I felt him step back a little and our connection was still strong. He crouched down and put his face close to my bulging belly before he started to kiss it. Every time he did, the child in my belly kicked in return. I covered my eyes with my hands and bit my lips hard, trying not to cry out loud.


    I ced my hand on his shoulder and he pressed his face against my stomach. He was still crying and I knew he could feel our child’s response to him. We stayed like that for a while.


    By the time he stood up again, Susanna had removed my disguise. I saw the part of myself that I missed in Edward’s clear, dark eyes. I wasn’t saying that Mona wasn’t great, but I liked the blond and blue-eyed version of myself more.


    I pulled Edward onto the living room sofa because I’d been standing there for so long and was feeling a twinge in my foot.


    Then I heard the doorknob turn in the living room.