Page 96 of Alpha's Impostor Bride

His eyes narrow. “You wouldn’t dare.”

I’m not about to be challenged by a little pipsqueak like him. Picking him up with one arm around his waist, I start carrying him back to the house.

“Wait! No, I’m sorry! Don’t tell her!” We’ve already crossed the road, and he is beginning to sound panicked. “Please don’t tell her! She’s going to be so mad at me!”

I reach the front door and stand him up so I can look him in the eye. “Mad? Oh, she’ll be angry, alright. You don’t disobey your mother. That’s disrespectful, and I won’t allow it. If I ever catch you leaving the house without her permission again, I’m going to take you to the border and show you what happens to disobedient little boys.”

I’ve been told that I am terrifying to young children. But my son doesn’t flinch. He scrutinizes me, as if checking how authentic the threat really is. I doubt he even knows what the border is.

“Fine. I won’t sneak out again.” He looks irritated. “I just wanted to go for a run. Mom’s always busy. I just wanted to run and play for a while. I couldn’t sleep.”

I study him. He seems to be telling the truth. I know that Leanna has some sort of job here. However, I didn’t realize my son was being neglected as a result of this job of hers. “What do you mean? Doesn’t your mother have time for you?”

“She has time, but she doesn’t like me going out in the woods without her.” Finn shrugs. “She doesn’t understand that I hate staying indoors. My wolf wants to run like crazy all the time.”

His words don’t surprise me. Finn has my blood running through his veins. His wolf is going to become even more restless as he reaches puberty. He has to burn off the energy somehow.

“Look,” I tell him, “I’ll talk to your mother. I’ll see if she’d be willing to let me take you out on daily runs for a couple of hours.”

Finn’s eyes light up. “A couple of hours? You mean it?”

That should be enough time to tire him out. “I’ll talk to her,” I repeat.

“What if she says no?” My son suddenly deflates at the idea. “She doesn’t like me shifting in front of others. But you can convince her, right?”

He seems to have a lot of faith in me for some reason.

“I can try.” Leanna is unpredictable. But the idea of spending time with my son is quite appealing. “Now, go inside. And I better not catch you sneaking out again. If you want to go somewhere, you ask for permission from your mother. And if you upset her, I’ll knock some sense into you. You won’t like that.”

Finn scowls at me. “Why do you care so much about my mom?”

“That’s none of your business.”

He folds his arms and glares at me. “She’s my mom, so it is my business. You’re the one who said I have to protect her.”

A flicker of amusement moves within me. “That’s right. But I’m not the one she needs protecting from.”

Finn gives me a suspicious look. “Why do you look like me, anyway?”

“You’re the one who looks like me.” I narrow my eyes and see a hint of triumph in his.

“Fine. Why do I look like you? Who are you?”

He’s closing in on the truth, and I scowl. “Go inside before I wake up your mother and tell her what you’ve been up to at night.”

Finn scrunches his forehead. “I can’t go through the front door. She’ll catch me, and she’ll be really mad. I have to go in through the window.”

“And how are you planning to do that?” I ask.

He gives me a small smirk. “There’s a vine growing outside my room. I use it to climb back up. But if you want, you can toss me up there.” His eyes glitter impishly.

It seems like a feasible idea, and I consider it.

I’m still mulling it over when the front door is pulled open and a furious Leanna is standing on the other side, wearing what looks like a bathrobe. “Don’t even think about it.”

My spirit nearly leaves my body. I was so engrossed in the child that I didn’t even realize she was standing on the other side of the door, listening.

“Leanna!”

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