Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 98

I was worried something had happened to them. I was worried I might not see them again. I look at Onai. His expression is unreadable.

"Lectured in a good way?" I ask.

He mutters something under his breath."Why do you sound excited?"

I chuckle at that. He's so grumpy. Silence falls over us for a while. I listen to the natural sounds of the house and the muffled sound of my family downstairs.

"If you must know," he starts again, looking at nothing in particular. "They keep asking about you."

"All of them?" I ask without thinking.

He doesn't say anything, as expected.

I'm a little embarrassed. Why'd I say that? "I was just wondering how it works," I cover up.

He gives me a skeptical look.

My face burns. "Seriously. I was just wondering, like I didn't know if you could hear all their thoughts or just one. Or if you could send all of them messages. I was just wondering about the mechanics of it all."

"The mechanics?" He asks.

"Yeah."

"Like if I could tell them something you said?" he asks.

I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not. I hesitantly nod.

"I'm not a messenger. Catch Ethel if you want that." He gives me a flat look.

He shut that down real quick. It's like a dagger to the heart. I glare at him, sometimes he can really be terrible.

"But," he says reluctantly. "Axel says hi."

I pull the window up and he all but tears his way through the bug screen. I stare at the tattered material, wondering how the heck I can even get that fixed. Let alone without my parents finding out.

Oh whatever. It doesn't matter. "Are you okay?" I ask quickly, checking him over for any wounds like Onai's. But I can't tell. He's wearing all black, that uniform Krys showed me, so if there's blood it might be hard to tell.

I'll have to tell her about this potential medical flaw.

Carson looks surprised at me. "I'm... I'm fine," he says quietly, pulling me into his arms. I could've sworn I also heard the word now. He runs his fingers over my face, pushing my twists back. He stares into my eyes for just a moment before leaning down. Not towards my lips, but towards the ground.

"Carson?" I ask, afraid he'll try to pick me up again.

He lifts one of my legs. I almost fall over as he inspects my ankle which got a few nicks here and there from thorns and branches. "Does it hurt? Is any of this yours?" he checks the patches of blood on my clothing.

"No, I'm fine." I pull my leg away. "Are you really okay? Are you running from something?"

"Baby, I'm running to something," he moves closer to me, pulling me back into his arms. I'm about to scold him for the usage of a pet name (baby?), or worse that lame line, or worse him touching me when apparently he's fine and now just being a distraction, but the look in his eyes isn't joking. He's watching me in a way he never has before. Like he's looking at a ghost. Like I'm something he's afraid to touch before it disappears.