DAMIEN’S POV
The call from the school came in the late afternoon. I was in my office when my phone rang. The screen showed the school’s number.
I answered. “This is Damien Stone.”
The woman on the line sounded tense. “Good afternoon, Alpha Stone. This is Mrs. Harlan from Ashley’s school.”
Her tone told me everything before she even continued. My jaw tightened. For them to call me, that means it was bad news.
“There was another incident today,” she said carefully. “Nothing physical, but Ashley displayed aggressive behavior during recess. This is the second time this week she’s doing this.”
I closed my eyes slowly. my wolf felt irritated. I felt frustrated. Ashley had been having these outbursts lately. She would throw tantrums every time she didn’t get her way.
This was becoming a pattern.
“I see,” I said coldly. “Thank you for informing me.”
When the call ended, my wolf growled low in my chest.
Second time this week?
This reminded me of what Sophia said about Ashley getting into trouble at school. I didn’t hear about it. I assumed she was over reacting or something.
I stood up and went straight to find Tiffany.
She was in the sitting room, scrolling on her phone.
“Tiffany,” I said. “Did Ashley get into trouble at school lately?”
She looked up, startled, then quickly smiled. “No. Of course not.”
My eyes narrowed. “The school just called me.”
She waved her hand dismissively. “They exaggerate. Ashley behaved fine. Other children provoke her.”
“Are you saying the teachers are lying?” I asked.
“They always target strong kids,” she replied smoothly. “Ashley is different. They don’t like that.”
Something about her answer felt wrong. My wolf shifted. He felt even more uneasy but I pushed the feeling aside.
“You should watch her more closely,” I said.
“I always do,” she replied quickly.
I nodded and walked away, telling myself she wouldn’t lie about something like this. Still, I had my doubts for some reason.
*
Later that day I drove to the school to pick Ashley up. As I waited by the gate, I watched other parents greet their children. Mothers knelt down. Fathers hugged their kids. Laughter filled the air. The scene reminded me of how things used to be. Sophia had always handled these moments. She knew the teachers. She knew the routines. She would always pick Ashley up from school.
Ashley walked out slowly. She didn’t look excited, not in the least. She didn’t run to me like she usually did. She didn’t smile. Her shoulders were slumped, and her eyes were dull.
“Ashley,” I said gently. “Come here.”
She climbed into the car without a word.
I drove quietly for a few minutes, then stopped at a store and bought her a snack. I handed it to her.
“Here you go baby. Did you have a good day?” I asked.
She shrugged as she ate her cupcake. “It was okay.”

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