Three Alphas, Three Mates

Chapter 22 - The Alpha's Beta

As I follow Onai, I'm tasked with a simple question. The nice one, the bad boy, or the troubled one?

I think it's safe to say that I can no longer lie to myself. I like all three of the brothers, but I can't have all of them romantically... Can I? I've always been one to practice the motto treat yo self, but I don't think this is what I had in mind.

They all come with their own problems. Axel lies to keep a false sense of security. Carson is... Carson. And Aiden is really morbid and hard to talk to.

But then they all have their pros. Axel is easy to get along with and when he wants to be sexy he can be, somehow in the most innocent way. Carson is really hot and masculine and alpha male and just... yes. And then Aiden is like, I just want to figure him out you know? He can have me wondering all day just because he didn't glare as hard in chemistry. It's so weird. I just want all of them, but I don't want any of them to be hurt by that. Or to feel like they're not enough.

And isn't it kind of selfish to want them all when I'd break a girl's hand if she tried to touch any one of them? If they can't have more than one, why should I be able to?

I want to pick. I really do. But the truth is that no one else can have my baby Axel. No one else can handle the affection of my boy Carson. And Aiden... just don't touch him. Like, it's not like he wants me but I'd be pissed if he wanted anyone else. And that's that and I don't know and why am I like this? Why did I let this get so far?

"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.

"Stop her," Onai commands.

Three nurses block the door. "It's your turn," they growl.

I stare in horror. "No, no I don't know what I'm doing."

The other half of the nurses sing my praises. "Finally, she's getting it."

I glare at them.

Onai gives a look.

They quiet down quickly, but not before an old lady mutters, "We can't even trust her with us, let alone them. It's like trusting a dog to watch your kids for the day."

My head snaps in her direction. I look back at all of the wolf pups. I'm sorry... I'm sorry, did she miss something? Is she seeing this? I'm the dog?

They lead me towards the kids and all the children start growling, even the toddlers—although the noise coming from their chubby cheeks does sound more like babble. I stand as far behind Onai and the caretakers as possible.

"Come here," the mean old lady says to me. "Hopefully you don't try to run any of them over."

Oh my gosh. Is this literally the old woman from Walmart? "I wasn't even the one driving," I say quietly.

She glares at me. "I heard that."

I channel everything good in me not to curse this woman out.

"Alright. Entertain them," she says.