Chapter 51. Yes, Alpha

Alpha Brent Meechum's POV

The back door opened, and I heard little feet running towards me. They stopped when the saw the sleeping boy in my arms. "Granpa, who dat?"

I looked down at my grandchildren and saw my sons and their mates following behind them. "This tired little boy is Phillip, he's your new cousin," I said to Austin, a brown-haired four-year-old. His cousin and partner-in-crime, five-year-old Sandy was a beautiful girl with curly blonde hair.

"Okay." He took Sandy's hand and they went into the play room to watch cartoons until breakfast. They would eat in another room under the supervision of the Omegas who ran the nursery and preschool.

"Let's take this into my office. Denise, you too." She looked up from where she was talking to her mother, who had just come down the stairs.

"I'll bring coffee in for everyone, sir," Sally said as Dallas picked up my cup for me. My office was on the main floor under my bedroom; my mate's office as adjoining