MAEVE'S POV
He scrambled into my lap, warm and trusting, his tiny limbs curling against me like he belonged nowhere else.
I brushed his wild curls back gently, letting my fingers forage in the soft, springy strands, breathing in the familiar scent of baby powder and sunshine.
"I want to talk to you about something important," I began carefully, voice measured as to not alert him. "About the man that was in here earlier."
At the mention of Ivan, Asha's face pinched again.
"The not-nice man. What about him?"
"He's not as bad as you think, love," I said gently. "Do you remember when we saw him... naked in the woods?"
Asha snorted. "Yes. He has a big butt."
I gasped, smothering a laugh. "Stop that! He's an Alpha."
His eyes grew wide. "HE IS?"
"Mhmm." I nodded. "Just like your daddy, Ivan is an Alpha."
He seemed to think this over for a moment, then grimaced.
"What kind of Alpha goes around butt-naked?"
