Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 328

Chapter 328: Not Normal People

Knock, knock.

"Come in," Zara’s voice called from inside.

Alaric Storm turned the knob and stepped in.

It wasn’t hard to spot Zara Storm. She was seated by the window, a cigarette in hand, deep in conversation with someone on the other end of her call. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and she smiled, quickly stubbing out the cigarette and pulling the phone away from her mouth to whisper, "Just a minute. I’ll be done soon, son."

Alaric knew how that went. A minute would probably turn into an hour. He didn’t bother waiting. Instead, he left to look for his father.

He glanced around the room his parents had been given for their brief stay today, and it had been completely transformed. What was supposed to be a guest room looked more like a home office. Scratch that. Their "real" home, which was basically their office. If you knew his parents, you’d get it.

Papers and documents were strewn everywhere. Prototypes and design sheets cluttered every surface. Alaric’s frown deepened. They brought work to Parents’ Week?

He shouldn’t have been surprised. This was who they were. He’d always known that. And yet, for some reason, today it pissed him off. Was it too much to ask for one day? One day when they put everything else aside and focused on him? Wasn’t he worth that?

Maybe it was his own fault. He’d set them up in a fully functional room, complete with all the equipment they needed to keep working. Deep down, he’d always known this was exactly how it would turn out, even if he hadn’t wanted to admit it.

It didn’t take long to find Alpha Caspian. His father was in the adjoining room, a phone wedged between his ear and his shoulder, holding a report up to the light as he scrutinized it.

"Alaric! You’re here!" Caspian called out happily, moving to hug him only to realize both his hands were full.

"Oops, sorry about that," he apologized awkwardly, fumbling to set something down but hesitating, clearly torn between the phone and the report in his hands. He chose the report, but since he was still on the call, he got distracted and started stuttering his replies. The report must have been important too, because he hesitated, glancing around, clearly unsure where to put it.

Alaric didn’t bother responding. He just shook his head in exasperation, his eyes scanning the room and noticing all the new setups that hadn’t been there before.

"You shouldn’t have bothered coming if you were this busy," he said bitterly.

his tone and the way Alaric’s eyes lingered on the work-filled room.

approached him tentatively. "The match isn’t happening until this evening, and your mother and I thought we’d get a little work

voice

tone. "Alaric, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk?

was a conversation he actually needed

need

"needed to talk." He stiffened, then lifted his head and bellowed toward the other room, "Honey,

God," Alaric groaned, dragging a hand down his face as the familiar dread hit him. They still used

red?" Zara shouted from the other room, her hurried footsteps echoing as she rushed over. "Dear God. Who did

just want to talk with my

and Zara exchanged a long,

her

the elevated stool and gestured. "Alright, honey,

you," Caspian added, smiling dotingly at his wife, one hand massaging her back as

a deep breath

phone rang,

the call. "Don’t worry. Go on. This

Alaric’s heart fluttered a little. For once, his mother

again. "Elsie and I are

The phone rang again.

to her feet, only to quickly apologize. "Fuck! Sorry for the language, but it’s the president!" She gave him

have

Alaric sighed. "Fine. Go."

blew him an air kiss as she answered, already walking

Caspian. The silence between them felt...

be as good at offering solutions as your mother," Caspian said, puffing out his chest

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