Alexei Is No Weakling.

MAISIE

The ride to our son's school was quiet and filled with tension. I used to love looking at the passing trees and streets with the car windows down, to feel the calming breeze but it seemed that it had lost its potency today. I couldn't wait to get out of this car and never ride it again as long as my mate sat in it but that was impossible.

Because we had both promised Alexei that we would pick from school together every day.

Zayn shot me a glance before turning his attention back to the road. He couldn't resist needling me as usual. "You need to drop the frown, Maisie, if you want to keep pretending in front of our son," he said.

I rolled my eyes and retorted, "You don't have to make such an effort for him. Especially not for someone you don't believe is your son."

Zayn's voice took on a growl. "Alexei is my son."

"Then why don't you want to have the paternity test? Do you want the rest of the pack to keep doubting him because of your pride?”

When Zayn remained silent, it was