Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 276

"I do wish you were human sometimes," I say.

He holds his heart as if I stabbed him. "What?"

"I wish you guys were human." I try to keep a poker face. "So I wouldn't have to deal with all your werewolf drama."

Carson's mouth hangs open.

Aiden looks completely unaffected. "Sure."

"Mhm," I say.

Carson narrows his eyes. "Well guess what, Mia. If we were human, we wouldn't look like this." He gestures to all of himself, grandiously.

He takes his time lounging back against his seat. I try not to stare at his firm body and the absolute cockiness in the way he holds himself.

"You can't get enough of it. I know. I know." He smirks. "But guess what? Double trouble's in the front seat."

"Please do not refer to me as double trouble," Aiden glares.

"My bad, Triple Threat." Carson smirks. "Double trouble's at home. I forgot."

I can't stop laughing, much to Aiden's disgust.

"This happens every time?" I ask.

Aiden nods. "Every time."

Carson falls asleep if he's not driving, even if you're saying something important to him. I watch his chest rise and fall, slowly. A smile creeps onto my face. "You've gotta admit, though, he looks adorable."

"Adorable?" Aiden asks.

I nod. "Like, he looks so innocent. Peaceful." I smile again.

"If you're wondering if he'll attack you in your sleep, the answer is no," Aiden says.

The smile falls off my face

Silence.

"I didn't mean it like that," I say. "I wasn't comparing you two."

Silence.

"And you didn't attack me. You grabbed my arm."

Silence.

"And-"

"Your arm was bruised," he says.

I stare at him. He watches the road, only illuminated by streetlights now. We don't say anything else, suspended in the darkness and the silence. I could try to make this better. I could say that the bruise (or was it bruises?) only lasted for a few days. That I bruise easily. That it didn't even really hurt that much, but I doubt any of that would make him feel better. So i just keep my mouth shut.

Before I know it, I'm home.

He pulls up in front of my house. He still doesn't say anything. I don't either. It's really late, but Michael said he covered for me. So I'm good. I think. I just don't wanna leave Aiden on bad terms.

Are we on bad terms right now? Or is this just something he has to go through? Does he need me to say something? Does he not?

My face falls. "Oh." I'm not sad or upset. Not really. I'm just a little surprised. And a bit disappointed. "Wow. Well, okay."

"Yeah." He sits back. "I'll probably just bottle it up until it explodes on some innocent bystander."

"... Maybe that's not the best way to handle it."

"Probably not." He leaves it at that.

I guess I should too. I tighten my grip on the door handle. It's time to go, but part of me still doesn't want to leave. "Well, thanks for your honesty?" I ask more than say. WikiHow to Deal with Your Troubled Boyfriend did not prepare me for this outcome.

Aiden raises an eyebrow. For the second time today, he looks amused. I don't tell him, but these are the moments when he looks the cutest. Not in an innocent way, but in an Aiden way. And it's enough. And it doesn't need to be compared to anyone.

I wanna tell him that, but I don't have the words.

"What?" he asks me.

I shake my head. "I just care about you so much. I hope you know that."

"For the last time, I don't wanna talk," he says.

I roll my eyes. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just saying I care about you."

"Well why did you say that?" he asks.

I rub my temples. "I think it's time for me to go."

"My thoughts exactly," he says.

"Yeah. Whatever." I kiss my hand and reach over to pat Carson's forehead with it. He looks like a cute, little baby, and I can't take my eyes off him. But alas, I must. I kiss my hand one more time, nudging Aiden's forehead with it. "Goodnight, cranky."