143. Motherly love

Emma

He has grown so much in three days alone, this baby that has become my last surviving shield.

“Dan!” I snap, heading to the balcony.

“Yes, Emma.” She says from where she balances precariously on the ledge, not even bothering to look up. I thought the female stuck to my side because she had grown a soft side for me, as I have worked hard to lower her guard. I should have known better, she is an omega herself, an emotional fortress. Since the end of the three days that we raised Alaric, she has completely withdrawn, not even bothering to stand for any other person but the little brat.

”You said the three days were all we needed to ensure his survival.”

“Yes. Your boy is stronger than a horse.” She says, raising her face to the sun.

“Mama!” The culprit comes toddling out, holding chubby little hands out to me with a grin. I stare at him, my face going sour.

“So why the hell does he still follow me around everywhere?!” I ask in dismay. I can’t look across a room without finding h