Our Cute and Innocent Mate

55|Call

D o s

I groaned and stood up to prepare for school. Of course, I want to see Jean. It already happened, it's not like I could undo it. All I could do is to would explain everything to him. I was about to take a quick shower when my phone rang. I frowned seeing dad's name, Darren, in the screen. He used to call me when I transfer school far away from the pack land, almost every night he would video chat with me. It's been years so dad already got used to it and he rarely calls me now.

"Nicholas." Dad said after answering the call and his voice sounds hoarse like he was in between crying.

I was surprised hearing him cry and even just hearing it made my heart breaks because dad was always been strong. I could say that my two dads are a power couple because neither of them submitted as the sub and not to mention that the both of them have alpha blood. They both were dominant but I guess my other dad (Byron) was more intimidating between than dad (Darren). So, dad (Darren) ended up conceiving us. It was the first time for me to hear him crying.

"Dad, what happened?"

I was starting to worry. Did something happened to dad?

"That... That brat was... he took his family to the island yesterday for Celine's birthday. I don't know what happened... they didn't make it. Vernon and Celine's dead... Nicholas, please come home."

My heart was pounding loudly inside my chest that aside from dad's broken voice, it was all I could hear. I suddenly felt numb all over my body.

"I will go home, Dad." I said without thinking then grabbed the car key as I rushed down the parking lot.

Dad's crying voice was still ringing inside my ears and the incoherent words he was saying. Vernon was gone and his mate, Celine. There was no way it was true. How about their son, Cayden?

I drove as fast as I could with my mind thinking about what possibly happened. There was no way that Vernon lost control of the helicopter. It was his toy, he could drive it like a pro. He could even drive a jet and a plane. There was no way he lost control of that thing.

My hands were starting to shave on the wheel making me grip it hard as I speed up, overtaking all the cars that were ahead of me. After passing the city road and highway, I drove even faster. I didn't even notice that the meter was already pointing to a hundred and eighty until my phone rang that was idling on the dash board.

I slowed down to a hundred and twenty as I tried to answer the call thinking it was from dad and then I saw Curtis' name.

"Can't talk right now." I said and then ended the call immediately.

My mind right that time didn't want to think anything. I just wanted to see dad and my brother. I bit on my bottom lip. There was no way that dad would joke about Vernon being dead and even though Vernon and I grew apart when we grow up after I started attending a human school, Vernon was always been a good brother to me. He always gives me time whenever I wanted help, dropping everything he was doing. He would share everything that he owns to me.

How could he die when he was ready to take the Alpha title!?

When I arrived, a lot of weres were outside the pack house and they all turned their attention to me when I parked and went out of the car. I rushed inside and dad, Byron, was talking to Morris, his beta and Curtis' father.

"Dad!" I called and he turned to me as Morris patted dad's shoulder.

"Nick, Darren called you?" Dad asked and I nodded.

"Where's dad? Is it true? There's no way it's true, right? How about Cayden?" I asked in one breath.

I couldn't stop the tears from falling when dad didn't say a word and only pulled me in a tight hug. Dad isn't the kind of a dad who always baby us. He was a strict dad. It was dad, Darren, who loves to give us bear hugs and kisses. So, it was kind of overwhelming for me. I choked on my sob as I tried to calm myself when dad let go.

"Darren and Cayden is in the hospital. He's waiting for you." Dad said and I didn't waste my time as I walked with huge strides to the hospital inside the pack house.

Every pack house in every pack lands always have an hospital. We never gets sick but we also have times when we needed an hospital just like any humans but I never get admitted on that hospital yet. I lived in the pack house for almost three forth of my life yet I only went there once or twice.

I didn't have to ask what room dad and Cayden were since I could track them with their scents. I passed several door before I knock on one of those doors before I opened it.

Dad was sitting on a chair near the hospital bed where Cayden was asleep and I was glad that nothing serious happened to the pup. Dad was caressing the pup's hair. He was blankly staring that he didn't even notice someone went inside the room. I never saw dad's eyes that dull since he was like the sun when I was a pup. He was always been full of life, unlike this time.

"Dad." I softly called, waking dad from his deep trance.

"Nick!" Dad raised his head and cried as he stood up. He walked around the bed then threw himself to me.

I hugged him tight and I gritted my teeth feeling dad's shoulders shaking.

"You came." He sobbed.

"Yes."

I never let go until dad stopped crying and I gave him a glass of water that was at the top of the drawer and asked about what happened. They were still investigating for the cause of the crash but Vernon and Celine didn't make it. They landed at the jungle area of the island and Vernon received the most injuries. It was Celine who took them out from the helicopter when it started burning with difficulty since she couldn't use all her limbs properly. Vernon was dead by that time, half of Celine's body was paralyzed before she died. Cayden also had some injuries but Celine protected their son.

Looking at Cayden, his wounds were healing perfectly well but I was worried that that accident might affect his way of living. Cayden not only looked like Vernon but he also acts like his father. Cheerful and giving and everything that piqued his interest, he would make time to try and learn it. He was still six years old and he already lost both of his parents in a young age.

I reached for his little hand and squeezed it.

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Yey! An early update because I am quarantined and there's nothing do to.

Might as well update my other work. I've been putting Frivolous Snow on hold for a few weeks now. I'm so sorry.