Alpha & Omega (Alpha's Rejects #4)

God, I felt Harley’s pain leech from his skin. He was stiff from holding back his anger and grief. I understood exactly how he felt and agreed with his reaction, but it wasn’t my place to get involved.

I’d just come downstairs after getting dressed when I heard voices. Staying on the stairs, I sat down to listen, not wanting to intrude. Fine, I was a little nosey.

The yelling must have woken up Hudson, so he came downstairs and sat next to me, clearly shaken as he hugged his legs and rocked back and forth. I put an arm around his trembling shoulders as we eavesdropped. At least he stopped shaking so much while I held him.

When he heard she was dying, he tried to run into the kitchen, but something told me to hold him back. He fought me, so I let him go. I wasn’t his father. All I could do was support Harley as much as possible. When I stepped into the kitchen, he looked like he was barely holding it together.