176. (KNOX POV)

(KNOX POV)

I took Nola from Kael, who looked like he needed a break. "You smell funny, man. Go take a shower."

Kael rolled his eyes but headed off. I took Nola outside, letting the fresh air clear my head. She babbled away, her little sounds filling the quiet morning. She sure talked a lot for a baby not even three months old, just like Cassy had when she was little.

As I listened to her, my thoughts drifted back to the unsettling possibility of Oxxy being my son. Nola was my first child, or so I thought. It was clear she had inherited Kael's personality, but she was still my firstborn.

Or was she?

The thought of Oxxy possibly being my son was terrifying. If he was, then Nola might not be my first after all. And worse, my first might be living a feral life in the bayou.

How would an alpha, unaware of his true nature, cope with living as an omega? Would he be dismissed like trash?

My guess was not very well.

The idea of Oxxy suffering was the worst feeling I think I've ever felt.

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