#Chapter 306: Alpha’s Scorn

The next morning came quicker than I anticipated, the first rays of sunlight sneaking through the curtain gaps and casting patterns on the bedroom wall. Despite the emotional whiplash of last night, sleep had granted me a temporary reprieve. But as my eyes fluttered open, reality quickly reasserted itself. I had barely stepped out into the hallway when I almost collided with Nathan, who was already fully dressed, his expression unreadable. “I’m heading out to take the paternity test,” he announced without preamble. The suddenness caught me off guard. “Oh, um, okay. Do you want me to come with you?” Nathan looked mildly surprised, as though the thought hadn’t crossed his mind until now. “If you want to. You don’t have to.” “Of course I’ll come,” I said, a little more forcefully than I intended. If this was a crucial moment for him, it was for me as well. Once the twins were situated with Clint—who was recovering but still pretended he was just fine—I