Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 75

Mom snaps her head towards Dad so fast. He stuffs his mouth with food, avoiding her eyes. I don't think Michael can breathe with how hard he's laughing.

Megan just sighs and continues eating. She doesn't complain or order us around. She doesn't even use her commander voice. In fact, she looks pretty down.

"How was your day, Megan?" I ask.

She shrugs and scoots things around her plate. Everyone looks at each other. Then they look at me. I nod and get my food.

I'll be the one to talk to her after dinner. Hopefully It's not my fault.

Figuring out what's wrong with Megan takes a certain level of skill to accomplish.

You can't just you know with it. You gotta ease the question out. Ask without asking. Make it seem like you care without caring, so she doesn't think you think something's wrong with her.

Subtlety is the key.

"Megan..." I walk into her room and close the door behind me. I pretend to look at some schoolwork on her desk. "So... What's wrong with you?" Perfect.

She gives me a flat look. "What, you think there's something wrong with me?"

Oh god, it's a trick question. If I say yes, she'll get mad. If I say no, she'll say I don't notice her pain at all.

Proceed with caution, I tell myself. I look for a way out. "Well, I was just wondering because I think there's something wrong with me."

She sighs and slips from her bed sheets, putting her unicorn night robe on. "Well, I didn't want to bring it up, but now that you mentioned it, I have noticed you've been acting strange."

Exactly. I'll make it about me and then I'll ask her what she thinks is wrong with me. In the process she'll reveal why she's upset with me. It should work. Should being the operative word.

She sits on top of her covers and pats the seat beside her. I do as instructed and wait.

"What seems to be the problem, Mia?" she seems like she's missing a cup of tea to stir around and sip condescendingly from.

I don't have time for anything or anyone anymore. Not Michael or Charlie. Not Megan or even myself. I can't remember the last time I asked my mom or dad, genuinely, how their day was. This whole Luna thing isn't going to work if I have to give up my family.

I tell her, "Let's have a day together this weekend. Just you and me. We can look for something worth liking about this town. It'll probably be hard, so we'll definitely need our field journals."

"But what about Charlie and Michael?"

"I'll bring them somewhere else another day. This one'll just be for the girls with lots of pink things that are too pink for them anyway. They wouldn't like it." I smile.

She smiles too and I spend the rest of the night with her even though I have way too much homework.

After the last period of the school day, the brothers have another "educational day" planned for me. This time it's with Axel's division, but I have a few questions before that happens.

The brothers look worried. Carson says my questions never lead to happy things. He's darn right they don't.