Alpha Asher quickly recognized his overreaction and softened his tone, regret washing over him. “That’s not what I meant. I’ve been swamped with my Alpha duties and I took it out on both of you. I’m truly sorry.”
“Come here, Beatrice. Daddy’s sorry. Let me hug my little princess.”
Still trembling and with tears glistening in her eyes, Beatrice clung tightly to me. Ignoring Alpha Asher’s outstretched arms, I led Beatrice to her room, where she wrapped herself around me, her small voice shaky as she pleaded for me to stay with her for the night.
Assuming she needed reassurance, I grabbed a soft pillow and nestled beside her in her cozy little sanctuary.
After spinning two enchanting bedtime tales, I noticed she still lay wide awake, her big eyes shimmering in the dim light.
“Mom,” Beatrice said, her voice barely a whisper, “Dad said I have another mommy apart from you.”
That left me bewildered, prompting a flurry of questions in my mind. I needed clarification, but before I could respond, Beatrice continued, “One night, when Dad visited me in my room, I pretended to be asleep and heard him whisper that I looked exactly like his mate, my other mommy. So does it mean Dad has a new mate?”