Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 87

Something in me snaps. "Don't you dare tell me I don't care about my mate."

Silence falls between us. Dammit, I let it slip again. I meant imprint. Imprint, I try to commit to memory. I don't need her, but I feel her hand against my arm asking me if I'm okay. I want to ask her if she's okay, but she'd probably just say something like, "Oh, suddenly you care?"

The truth is, it's not 'suddenly' at all. I imagine her in danger somewhere. Afraid. Cursing me out for not being there. She'll probably say, "Oh, Aiden probably wanted this to happen with all of his doomsday prophecies," in that sassy voice she gets only with me for some reason. She can keep on being annoying if it means she's still alive.

I know Carson can feel all of this going on in my head, if not the thoughts the emotions towards her, but I don't have the luxury of shutting off mindlink right now. I don't have the opportunity to hide this from him or myself.

"... I didn't mean it like that," Carson says hesitantly.

I nod. I know he didn't. That's the worst thing about this ability. You can feel a person's intentions so you can't very well stay mad at them for something you know they didn't mean. But dammit I'm still pissed off.

He keeps going. "I'm just wondering what could be more important to you than going to our mate?"

Believe me, I want to be by her side as much as my brothers. Blame my wolf. Blame the bond. Blame the situation, I don't care. I just want to know she's okay, but that's not a luxury we have right now. Right now we have to clean house. We have to make sure that nothing else is getting in, or she'll never be safe.

Carson seems to understand, even if he doesn't want to, but there's still no response from Axel.

"Axel, do you agree?" I ask.

When Axel doesn't respond, Carson tries again. "What's Onai saying? Is Mia alright?"

I feel the answer before Axel can say it.

Carson's POV

"We're here," Onai says.

I pull myself together quickly and focus.

The second we walk into the daycare, the first thing they ask Onai is, "Does she know?"

He nods, and they all but drag me into the pit of doom.

The answer as to why I haven't seen that many young kids around town reveals itself immediately. Werewolf kids are... well.

A dozen wolf pups run to the left with all manners of diapers and onesies falling to pieces from their sides. A dozen toddlers with chubby legs run to the right butt naked with caretakers chasing them. Milk bowls are on the floor and the milk is on the floor with them. Snacks and books and blankets are in disarray. I launch myself back towards the door.