Page 29 of Daddy Frost

Delta peeked out from behind Kalen, eyeing her. Young Lady’s belly was just as big as Damon’s, and she appeared to be glowing with beauty from motherhood.

What the hell? Delta’s mouth dropped open slightly when Young Lady began to pace…in the air? He blinked several times, hoping maybe he could reboot his brain.

He’d never seen anyone pace in the air before, her protruding belly only making the scene even odder. “You could have warned me you had a fairy living here,” he said to Kalen, but he couldn’t rip his gaze away from her.

“Fae,” she huffed.

Delta sucked on the side of his lip. “What’s the difference?”

“I asked the very same thing,” another deep voice said as Delta heard footsteps approaching. The person who emerged was yet another rugged masculine-looking guy.

Yet another bearded man.

Yet another tall, muscular version of Kalen.

And yet another gorgeous person who lived there.

Kalen Frost had produced manly studs.

“Delta, this is my eldest son, Jax.”

Jax’s hairstyle on top was long, the sides short, just like Delta’s, only this guy wore the top hair in a messy bun. His blue gaze was just as intense, but Delta detected kindness as well.

Delta wasn’t trying to be rude. He just couldn’t stop watching Young Lady pace.

“You don’t have to hide behind my dad,” Jax said. “My mate isn’t going to tackle you. Isn’t that right, Elvine?”

She shot Delta a glare, her eyes blazing with frustration, and now Delta had an urge to throw up a peace sign or wave a white flag, if he had one on him. She honestly looked as if he’d just popped her happy balloon.

“All I wanted was a simple hug. It’s not like I have the cooties. Hugs are wonderful, warm, and freeze you out.”

Huh? Did she mean “chill” you out?

She stopped pacing and focused her piercing green eyes on Delta. “And you seem like you could use about ten of them right now.”

He wasn’t sure how to take that comment. After the day he’d had, he was definitely stressed out. But would a hug really help when one of his stressors was the person offering it?

You haven’t felt a warm, amicable embrace since your mom, and Young Lady looks like she could use one too. Although Delta now knew her name—vaguely recalled it when Kalen had called Damon—he liked the name Young Lady more.

Stepping around Kalen, Delta tucked his hands behind his back and nodded. “You’re right. I really could use about ten of them.” He snapped his head around when he heard a low growl. “She offered them,” Delta argued at Jax.

It was hard to tell who was more shocked at his outburst, him or the people around him. Kalen had even positioned himself partially in front of Delta with his sharp claws on full display.

“Son, I understand Elvine is your mate and carrying your pup…” Kalen’s voice was lethal, his blue eyes burning like twin fires. “But if you growl at my mate again, we will have a very serious problem.”

And here Delta was worried about making a good first impression. He would be lucky if he didn’t start a family feud.

Elvine landed gracefully next to him and tucked in her wings. Her radiant smile lit up her face as she threw her slim arms around his neck. Eyeing Jax, Delta returned the embrace, mindful of her pregnant belly. Her warmth and the scent of flowers enveloped him, reminding him of when his mother used to embrace him like this, making him feel safe and loved.

A burning lump formed in his throat at the thought of his mom. He wished she was still alive. He needed her right now. His life was spinning out of control, and he felt like he was drowning without a life jacket in sight.

Elvine’s gentle touch on his back almost reduced him to tears, but he managed to keep himself together. He didn’t want to break down in front of strangers.

“I think you can let me go now.” Delta chuckled, patting her back gently.

She pulled back slightly, searching his eyes with concern. “You have so much pain inside you, Daddy Frost.”

Delta felt exposed and uncomfortable under her gaze, especially with so many others watching. “Why do you keep calling me Daddy Frost?”

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