“I know, baby,” he whispers. “I’m so sorry. Friedrick didn’t have to be such a dick about this, and I could have handled this better.”
“I’m not mad at you,” I wail.How could he think that?
My feet leave the ground as the elevator doors open, and Miles carries me inside. Santo presses the button for the third foor, his face a mask of worry as Miles kisses my temple.
“I’m mad at myself,” Miles confesses. “I let him get under my skin.
“He was being a dick,” Levon mutters. “I didn’t hear anything until the end though.
“Friedrick was initially upset that you didn’t answer your phone, but then it became all about why I was with you,” Miles explains. “I threatened to nail his dick to the wall.“
A hysterical giggle bubbles out and I clamp my hand over my mouth. I won’t be able to stop once I get going.
“See? Not my best moment,” Miles shrugs. “Let’s go find your dad.“
Walking together, Miles holds my free hand as we look for the nurse’s station. Once there, it takes us another ten minutes of speaking with the nurse before a crash sounds in a room down the hall. A loud beeping begins behind the desk, and the nurse winces as she answers it.
“Hello, sir. May I help you?
“If you don’t bring me my daughter, I will rip out every one of these fucking wires and come get her myself,” Dad snarls. “Am I making myself understood?”
“Dad,” I whisper.
The nurse swallows hard, looking sufficiently pale and guilty at the same time.
“He’s not supposed to have any visitors,” she explains quietly.
“My father will throw a tantrum, then sue you for neglect,” I reply. “I’m the most important person in the world to him. Try it. I doubt it’ll please his doctor to find out that you’re riling him up.”
“Cae!” Dad yells.
“Go,” Miles says, pushing me in the direction of the room. “If you need to push your bullshit rules at someone, tell her alphas. Caelia isn’t interested.“
I’m running before I realize it, pushing the door open wider as I see my dad in the bed.
“Daddy,” I whisper.
“I’m fine,” he sighs, his gaze shrewdly looking over me. “How are you?”
“Worried,” I reply, crossing the room to find space on the bed. “What happened?”
“Stupid heart,” Dad complains. “I had a heart attack arguing with Friedrick’s daughter. She has it out for you. I knew she did, but I lost my patience with her.”
“Clarissa can fuck a duck,” I grumble. “I fucking hate her, and I’ll never say her name correctly again. She got me fired. Apparently, she used her father’s paranoia to do it.”
There’s yelling outside near the nurses’ station again, and Dad growls under his breath before stabbing at the call button again.
“Abigail, for the love of fuck,” he snarls.
“Mr. Freedman,” the nurse sighs, sounding exhausted. “One person in your room is outside of the doctor’s orders.”
“They’re my son-in-laws,” Dad lies as my jaw drops. “Let them in. I’ll deal with the doctor if he has issues with it.”
My alphas enter a moment later, their gazes tracking where I am immediately. None of them say anything outside of Santo finding me a pillow to prop myself up on.
“Son-in-laws, huh?” Miles teases.
Dad refuses to reply, his eyes on me.
