Miguel's pov
The deed have already being done. The words have already being spoken. I don't think my mates will want me back, no after the words I said to them.
I played to Manuel's plans without being aware of it.
*
I woke up the next morning, and found the letters gone.
Oh no.
I hastily rose up from the bed, and ran downstairs to the kitchen where I know mother will be in.
"What's it?" mom looked up from what she was stirring.
"The letters. Did you see the letters I kept on my table?" I look at her in urgency.
Mother have a tendency of burning torn papers. Am hoping she haven't burnt them at all.
"Letters? I saw no such thing." She turned back to the food she was stirring.
Her words made me more alarmed. What did she mean by she didn't see my letters?
"You didn't see the letters? who else could have taken it?"
There's no one at home except for mother, my babies and I.
How can a letter be missing here.
"What's in the letter you're looking for? " she turned to me, her eyes narrowing to slit "don't tell me you still kept the letter they sent you back then? that pathetic excuse of a letter."
"That's not it mother. This letter was sent to them but another."
Mom frowned "a letter another sent to them? what do you need it for?" she looked at me as if I've somehow gotten three heads instead of the one on my shoulders.
"It's important mother. There are facts in there, I just need those letters."
" Your father might know something about it. He came back when you were asleep."
Why will Father take those letters?
" Where's he?"
" In his study."
I ran out of the kitchen, and straight to my father's study.
I didn't bother knocking on the door, I just barged in. My mind occupied with just one thought, and that's to find the letters.
"And your Daddy is here like I told you he will be." Dad said to both Lijah and Nabel who were looking at him in rapture. Their eyes focused on him as of trying to make out the new unfamiliar face.
"Dad where are my letters?"
I know that's not supposed to be the first word I say to my father after being a year apart, but I don't care as of now.
I seriously want to know where my letters are.
"I really missed you too honey." Dad chuckled. His always handsome face filled with happiness.
His smiles made me feel bad for the words I said, but right now I still want to know where my letters are.
"Dad did you see my letters?"
I need to know if he did see it. If not I will have to go back, and thoroughly search for it.
"Am with them." He answered, his eye brow quirked "won't you give your old man a hug?"
"I missed you dad," I ran to him, and hugged him. Making sure not to squash my babies.
Now I know he's got my letters, I can be rest assured.
Dad chuckled "you're now eager to acknowledge me because you've seen your letter?"
" Aren't you happy I hugged you, old man?" I playfully raised a brow.
" Old man?" he feigned hurt. " Am totally hurt you called someone as young as me old man."
" Aren't you old?" I arched a brow.
I really did miss my father, and most importantly, I miss his and mother's banters.
*
Dad revealed a shocking news to me.
The things that were sent to me were all done by my mates and Bianca.
Bianca was the one who delivers the gifts while my mates pay for them as discretely as they can you avoid alerting Manuel of what they're doing.
The letters mom always sends to father were first sent to the Alphas, and in so doing they were able to send things ahead of father.
"When I discovered what they were doing, I allowed them do so. After all they're the fathers of your babies." Dad said with a smile.
" I've always suspected them of being the ones who sent those things. Your father complains about money, yet the things sent to us are all expensive looking things." Mother who might have come in when we were deep in thoughts said.
" They still found a way to take care of me."
I can't believe I called them those names, said all those hurtful things to them yet none of them told me of what they did.
They didn't try to justify what they did by telling me of all they did for me throughout the months I needed them the most.
They didn't allow me want for anything.
"You should have seen them after you left. " Dad told me of their change of behavior, about how easily angered they were and all.
I can't believe I've spent almost a year blaming my mates for Something that wasn't their fault as much as it was mine.
They might have taken the wrong decision, but they still found a way to make me comfortable. They still found a way to protect me.
They came in person to warn me about Manuel despite knowing the repercussions of what they did.
*
I've been here for a week now.
I still haven't found it in me to leave after hearing all those things from father.
I know staying here won't make them accept me back, but I was hoping something like that will occur.
I don't think I will survive being anywhere that's not close to my mates.
They might not want me back after the hurtful words I said to them, but I rather stay here where am close to them than leave this place.
At least being here will make me feel closer to my mates and my best friend who might not want me as a friend, not after what I said to them.