Page 35 of My Ruthless Alpha

"Beau isn't just a friend...he is your dad."

The silence in the room was deafening, and I had no way to gauge her reaction beforehand. I suddenly felt like I was waiting for a judge's verdict, silently hoping she didn't hate the idea of me being her father.

Moving a bit closer, I included myself as best as possible, silently giving them the support they needed in that situation. I put a gentle hand against the small of Faye's back, and I felt as she eased into the touch slightly.

Margo looked between us, seeming confused for a moment. "He is?"

We both nodded, and I could feel my heart hammering against my ribcage.

It was all happening. We were finally telling her, and it was both terrifying and relieving.

"Where were you?" Margo asked curiously, her tone not revealing much of her inner thoughts.

Swallowing hard, I did my best to be as open and supportive as I could be. "I was here, starting my pack and building this place."

She blinked back at me as if considering the idea. "Did you build it for us?"

While it wasn't the full truth, I liked to think I was without realizing it. Like a part of me knew I needed to provide for the two of them all along, even if it hadn't been my intention from the start.

"In a way, yes. Now you and your mom can have everything you'd ever need."

"Does that mean we get to stay?" Margo asked gently, looking at Faye for a moment longer.

I did the same, looking toward her for that answer. I wanted the two of them to stay more than anything, but I knew the decision ultimately wasn't up to me. It needed to come from Faye. I needed to hear her answer and to know what she was thinking.

After another beat of silence, Faye nodded with a soft smile. "Yes, we're going to stay."

Margo's expression slowly lit up at the idea, and I let go of a discreet breath of relief.

Even if I had no reason to believe she'd take Margo and leave again, it still felt good to hear it straight from her. To know that she had no intention of leaving me behind.

I was too invested, and if they were to leave, I didn't know what I'd do with myself in the meantime.

"Is that what you want?" Faye asked her, reaching a hand out to gently stroke her cheek.

Margo's smile lingered, and she nodded her confirmation again.

Grinning at that, relieved by the outcome of it, even if Margo still seemed somewhat confused, as if the bigger meaning of it all still hadn't sunk in yet, I was more than happy.

At the very least, she wasn't upset, and that was what mattered.

While Margo asked us a few more questions, my heart felt lighter than it had before. The relief I felt was unmatched, and I had a lot more optimism than I did originally.

Faye's change of heart was reassuring, and even if we didn't have the chance to discuss it outright, it let me know that we were more so on the same page.

I had my girls with me, and they weren't going anywhere. It was more than I could've asked for, and it gave me every reason to be elated.

After coloring for a short while longer, seemingly happy about getting to stay, Margo started yawning, and her busy evening finally caught up to her.

"All right, someone's ready for bed," Faye hummed as she scooped Margo up, who was already leaning against her shoulder with a sleepy smile on her face. She looked over at me while she began for the hallway. "I'll meet you upstairs."

Regardless of how simple they seemed, something about those words made more of that affection move through me, and I found myself counting down the seconds.

Nodding, I got up and watched as she took Margo to the spare room before I went up the stairs and made a mental note to get her moved upstairs to a more permanent room of her own.

The thought was enough to make my pulse quicken again, and I was excited about the prospect.

Even if Faye made no move to leave after we reached a tentative yet unspoken agreement after sleeping together, her decision to tell Margo about me made everything feel so concrete. Like I didn't have to sit and wonder when she might up and leave if she felt inclined to.