Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 49

Don't tell your family if you value their safety.

The truth is, I don't know whether or not we're in danger. Like Carson and Aiden so eloquently pointed out, if they wanted to hurt us they would've done so already.

What's the point of trying to solve a problem that may or may not exist in the first place? Protect my family from a danger that may or may not even be here, and in the process, create a new, real danger? I sigh.

But if there wasn't any danger, who or what was that wolf that attacked me?

Was it a rogue? An enemy from a different pack? Are there even other packs or rogues at all? And if it's neither of those options... could it have been a wolf from this pack?

My presence hasn't exactly been warmly received. What if someone's trying to kill me for it? Get rid of me as quickly as possible? Solve the issue of the unwanted...

And that's another thing. What am I to them? Am I the luna?

That would only be true if one of the brothers is the alpha. The way they walk around, you'd think they owned the place, but they could just be the kids of the real alpha. Or one of them could be the beta.

And if that's the case, which one? And what do they expect me to do as their mate or whatever I am to them?

I can't leave for fear of creating a problem. And I can't know that I should leave anyway without figuring out whether or not there's a problem to begin with.

I need more information. I need to know what's going on, especially with that wolf that tried to kill me. I need to know whether or not more like it will come after me and my family.

There's no way I could've defeated it myself.

If we were running from this town. If my family and I were alone, and that thing came after us, we'd be dead.

We can't leave, so I decide to go to the only place that has the answers I'm looking for. The wolves' den. School.

"When a guy really likes you," Michael keeps going.

Oh my god.

He crazily whips his car into the student parking lot, scanning for a space. "He'll want to meet your family. He'll do nice things for you. He won't make you feel pressured, like... I don't know." He spares me a glance. "Nearly knocking your father over and showing up in your backyard."

"For the last time, I told you it was just a project," I say.

"Right, right." He smiles. "A project. Like I didn't use that one before. Remind me again what class was it? Health?"

He nearly takes out a girl walking out of her car.

He jerks the wheel back in the right direction, but the damage is done. She jumps nearly five feet in the air and lands on the back of her car. She flips the bird at him.

Michael stares in horror, mouth agap. "Did you just..."

I nod, holding onto my seatbelt. Please don't say werewolves. Please don't say werewolves. Please don't say werewolves.

"The nerve of that girl. Like she got a 100 on her driving test or some shit like that. I'll tell you what." He honks at her a gazillion times.

Thank god for Michael's blind rage.

"Anyway," he keeps driving. "Back to these little boys. Clearly you like at least one of them because you're entertaining their behavior despite my warning." He eyes me suspiciously. "But the real question is... Can you even tell them apart?"

I smack my forehead again.

"I'm being honest," he says. "Triplets. Cool or whatever, I get it. But if you just like them because they're triplets, what happens when you have to pick one? Won't be that fun anymore will it." He jabs my head.