My Son Calls Another Alpha Daddy

Synopsis

When I discovered that my Alpha mate Bruce couldn't let go of his ex-mate Fiona and her pups, I started teaching our son to call him "Alpha Bruce." When our son ran a fever, Fiona called my mate away in the middle of the night. I touched our son's burning forehead and told him to say: "Goodbye, Alpha." When Bruce stood up our son's birthday party because Fiona cried that her son had no father, I didn't even look up. I just had our son explain to the guests: "Alpha has something important to do." Our son always hesitated for a long time. Only when Bruce finally realized how much he had failed us did he suggest we take a family portrait. But at the studio, Fiona called again, sobbing: "Bruce, can you come pretend to be Tony's father? The kids at daycare are all mocking him for not having a dad..." Guilt flickered across Bruce's face. He was about to kneel down and explain to our son. But this time, our son didn't need my cue. He just waved his hand: "It's okay, Alpha Bruce. Go be with your other child. Mom and I are enough for this family photo."