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I took a deep breath, which didn't calm me at all. Some days it was just a joy to be a parent.
16
Matthew
The dayafter I went to the movies with Eli and Jake, I had tea with Frederica again. She said she had something to tell me. Something that she could only tell me if I made time for her, though. Since I liked Frederica, I didn't exactly mind being blackmailed like this, but I did wonder what kind of news she had for me.
Frederica however, liked to keep the suspense alive.
And so we sat at a table in the one of the smaller living rooms in my parents’ mansion while she calmly sipped her tea and talked about the weather.
“There's going to be more snow, you know.”
“Really?” I gave her a forced smile. “Frederica, you know I love our conversations, but could you please tell me what you really wanted to talk about?”
The corner of her lips tugged up. “Oh, sure I could. I'll tell you what I know as soon you tell me what you know.”
“What do you mean?”
She rolled her eyes. “I'm talking about your omega and his boy, of course.” She made a disapproving face. “You never told me if you found out whether he's yours or not.”
Oh, that. I'd thought a lot of Eli and Jake lately, but I hadn't thought about Frederica in any of this. I'd simply had too much on my mind lately. “I did find out,” I told her. “But I can't share this with you unless you promise me again that you won't tell a soul about this.” I couldn't stress that enough. If rumors spread about this... That would hurt both Eli and Jake.
Frederica sighed. “I know. I know. You won't let me have any fun.”
I gave her a hard look.
She shook her head at me. “You know I'm just joking. I won't tell anyone.” She set her cup down. “I won't deny that I love rumors, but I care about you too.”
That was touching. I'd often thought that Frederica was like a mother to me, but we didn't normally speak of it. But I knew that I could trust her. Even with this.
I took a deep breath and leaned forward. “The boy is my son.” And it still felt surreal to say that.
Frederica raised a hand to her mouth. “Is he really?”
I nodded.
“Oh my God. I can't believe you're a father.” She looked so ecstatic I half expected her to jump from her chair and hug me, but she didn't. Instead she took a large gulp of her tea. “You're really a dad. I can still picture you when you were two, and now you're all grown up.”
“I was all grown up before I told you this.”
“This is different.” She waved me off. “Now you're a parent.”
I exhaled. “I know. But just because I know that I have a son now doesn't...” I struggled to find the words.
“Doesn't what?”
“It doesn't mean that I know how to be a parent.”
Frederica nodded. “No, I guess not. This must be a lot to take in.” She leaned back in her chair. “But any way, I'm sure you'll do a much better job of it than your sister. Did you hear she's coming over today with that little brat of hers? What's your son like? Please tell me he's not as bad.”
I actually had to laugh a little. Leave it up to Frederica and her odd way of leading a conversation to cheer me up. “He's nothing like my nephew, I assure you. Heisa little alpha, though.”
“Is he? Isn't he only seven?” Frederica shot me a curious look.
“Yes, I know it's early to tell, but he's definitely an alpha.”
“Taking after his dad.” Frederica gave me another smile. “You were trouble too.”
