Page 70 of Knot your Princess
ChapterForty-Four
Nico
“This has all got me thinking,” Sophia says when she catches up to me outside the back door.
“Where are the triplets?” I ask, ignoring her for a moment.
“Having some bonding time.”
She reaches for my hand and takes it, leading us toward the lake.
They have a lot to figure out amongst themselves, and I hope they do it for their own sake and Sophia’s as well.
“What’s that, then?” I ask.
She doesn’t reply until we get to the lake. I think this is her preferred place on the grounds. That is confirmed when she says, “I love it here. It’s so peaceful.”
“Mm.”
We sit on the soft grass of the shore, looking out over the still, blue water mimicking the blue sky up above us, free from clouds. She shades her eyes, thoughtful about her next words. She knows what she wants to say but is mindful of how to ask. If I didn’t already know how sweet and caring she is, this would have shown me. I think I have an inkling of her question but will leave her to ask in her own time.
“I hate that Cain grew up the way he did. I feel like such a cow moaning about my life when he had it so much worse. Did you… what was it like for you growing up?”
“Fine.” I don’t know what else to say. It’s not something I talk about with anyone, mainly because there is no one to talk about it with.
“Fine? That usually means not fine,” she chides me gently.
“Or it means it was fine,” I point out.
She rolls her eyes. “Fine doesn’t make me know you any better.”
“Be more specific then.”
“Okay,” she says slowly. “Did you grow up in a nice home with loving parents? Do you have siblings? If so, are they male or female, alpha, beta, or omega? Whereabouts did you grow up? Was it in a pack or just with your parents?”
I chuckle as I take in her thorough inquisition about my childhood. “I grew up with your great-grandfather, Gino. My mother married him when I was small.”
“So you grew up with my mum and uncle?” She scrunches up her nose in query.
“That’s right.”
“That’s weird,” she exclaims. “That makes you my…”
Slapping my hand over her mouth, I shake my head. “Don’t say it. It’s step, and it means nothing.” I don’t want her to talk herself out of this in any way, whatsoever.
She giggles. “Fair enough.” She chews her bottom lip. “Are you really okay with all of this? I know it’s sudden and probably not what you were expecting.”
I smile tenderly and stroke her face. “I never expected to be with your, Sugar. This is a dream come true for me, and I will take you any way you want me to.”
“Do you love me?”
Narrowing my eyes, I breathe out gently. “Deeply and truly. I know because you are the first thing I think about when I wake up, the last thing before I sleep. Your face is the only one I see when I’m wanking…you know, the usual stuff.” I smirk, and she lets out a loud laugh.
“You wank? Oh, please. This I have to see.”
“One day. I want to mate with you first.”
“So you’re definitely okay with the triplets and Trent being our prime?”
