Page 60 of Her Big Bad Wolf

“You’re probably right, Mason.”

He looked up at me in confusion just as I pulled to stop and looked in my rearview mirror at him.

“You don’t know? I thought you were friends or something.”

I shook my head. “No. I just met him looking for the three of you.”

“You really looked for us?” Noah asked.

“I searched everywhere since the second I heard you were missing. Why did you run away that first night when I found you at the preschool? I could have helped you.”

And then I wouldn’t be in this predicament, but then I also wouldn’t have met Isaac. Would we have ever crossed paths if not for the boys? Would I have spent my whole life pining for a true mate that was just a few miles away?

It was crazy to think about.

But now that I’d found him, I had no idea what to do with him.

I pulled up to the school and parked. At least work would keep me preoccupied for most of the day.

“Come on,” I told them. “Let’s find some breakfast.”

“We already ate,” Mason said.

“You did?”

“Yeah, Mr. Isaac fed us.”

“What did he feed you?”

“Pancakes and sausage. It was delicious.”

I didn’t think he even liked them. He made it seem like they were a nuisance. Why would he do that?

The boys ran off to the playroom while I headed for my office. I checked the time, needing to call Kyle and ensure he spoke with the school and explained the situation, but feeling bad about how early it still was. I was sure he’d handled it, but I didn’t want any surprises or to put the boys in a bad situation.

Something told me Isaac hadn’t been joking about his rules, especially the one about not telling anyone about him.

I hated that and all his “I don’t exist” crap.

He was supposed to be my mate. How were we supposed to make that work? If I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about him, how would I even begin to explain how I was mated but he doesn’t really exist?

It sounded stupid just thinking about it.

This was never going to work.

Maybe Isaac was right, and it would be best if I just stayed away.

The problem with that was how much it physically hurt just considering it. I felt the stab of pain right in the center of my chest.

“Are you okay Ms. Vanessa?” Cam asked.

He was standing at the door to my office watching me. Before I could answer him, he walked in and then climbed up in my lap. Cameron gave the best hugs.

“I’m fine now,” I assured him.

“Can I help setup today?”

“Of course. I would love the help.”