Page 34 of My Ruthless Alpha

The two of us exchanged the occasional glance. At the same time, Margo went about her business, and every time our eyes met, I could feel that invisible tether between us pulling slightly tighter.

I didn’t realize how much I missed that feeling…being aware of the viable connection between us and everything it had to offer. After being forced to go how long without it, it was easy to forget just how important that presence was to me.

It was like having a security blanket around me at any given point. Whenever I needed it, he would be there to provide me with reassurance. Even if we were still working out those rough patches and my emotions were taking time to catch up, the bond would still be there.

After the connection was splintered the first time, I assumed I would never experience that kind of thing again. It was rare for any shifter to establish another genuine mate bond like that with someone new after already experiencing it, and I had thought that day was the end for me and Beau.

But it seemed the Goddess had other plans for us, and I wasn’t complaining.

Each time our eyes met and that warmth moved through me, Sydney’s words moved through my mind, and it was getting harder to ignore the truth in her advice. How I would only be able to get over that previous pain by addressing it with Beau and clearing up everything that happened between us.

As nerve-wracking as it seemed, I was too drawn to Beau not to sort everything out. I knew it was how we might be able to move forward, and it wasn’t something I could put off forever.

Of course, there was also the fact that Margo still didn’t know that Beau was her dad, and that had been on my mind more and more as of late, especially after our conversation earlier in the day.

He sounded genuinely excited at the mention of us potentially telling her the whole truth, and as I found myself trusting him more with both of us, I was opening up to the idea.

Margo deserved to know that her dad was actively involved in her life, regardless of how she might take it. At the very least, I’d get the reassurance of knowing I didn’t keep it from her indefinitely.

Letting her in on that secret would give me peace of mind, and I knew Beau would appreciate it more than anything.

As scary as it seemed, she needed to know, and I just had to pick the right moment to tell her finally.

Chapter 16 - Beau

Not long after Faye came back, and we all watched Margo for a while, Miles eventually bid us all goodnight, ruffling the little one’s hair before he got up and went to his room.

With just the three of us left in the living room, taking in the quiet moment, A comfortable feeling settled within me, and I couldn't shake how right it felt.

Having them both there with me, able to share in those touching moments, meant the world to me.

Despite looking somewhat tired after our excursion and making sure that Sydney was all right, Faye still showed up for Margo anyway.

She watched her attentively and either answered Margo's curious questions or acknowledged what she was saying, never once letting her question if what she was saying mattered.

Faye seemed so perfectly tuned in to Margo's needs and feelings, and something about it made my heart swell. I wanted to tell her over and over again how I thought she was the greatest mom, and with or without me, she always seemed to know how to do the right thing by herself.

Getting lost in thought while that pleasant scene continued around me, Faye's gentle voice stirred me from my untrained focus.

"Margo, honey, I've been wanting to talk to you about something."

Blinking out of my reverie, I looked over and noticed the more serious expression on her face. My chest both clenched and warmed, wondering if the time had come.

When she glanced at me and met my gaze, I knew at once that it was happening...she was finally going to tell her.

Offering her my reassurance, I nodded, watching as Faye took a deep breath and returned her attention to Margo, who looked at her and acknowledged the situation.

"You've been wanting to know who your dad is, right?"

After a moment of consideration, Margo nodded while she absently played with a crayon in her hands.

"Well, I think it's time I told you..."

My heart felt like it was in my throat through the anticipation. It was killing me, but at the same time, I needed her to know.

Even if it hurt me to consider just how long I had been absent from her life, I didn't want Margo to continue thinking that was the case.

I needed her to know that I was around and had every intention of keeping it that way.

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