Bab 175: Sandro's odd findings

Meanwhile, while Althea and Azrael were chatting by the door, Knox stirred from his sleep, blinking sleepily as he glanced around. He could hear their conversation; it was faint but comprehensible.

His entire face flushed after eavesdropping on the two alphas' last exchanges of answers. His heart beat erratically, and he shuffled in his position awkwardly, gaining Knoa's attention who was engrossed with his white stuffed toy.

"Papa…did I wake you?" Knoa asked carefully and quietly. He set aside his favorite toy and hugged his father, tapping his chest to make him sleep again. His little taps weren't even felt underneath the thick blanket that covered Knox.

Knoa blinked and yawned.

Knox caressed the kid's back and whispered, "Knoa, don't sleep yet. We still need to eat dinner. What time is it anyway? Why are we here? Did your Daddy bring us here?"

The little kid answered, "Yep. Daddy carried Papa; Knoa carried by Aunt Thea."