Chapter 166

Archer Mama and Papa have been very busy these past few days. Before, I used to feel upset whenever someone else could easily take their attention away, leaving me alone for important things. I wanted to cry and ask them—if they really loved me, why did other children always have their mama and papa beside them, while mine hardly did? I wanted to ask if I was important to them. I wanted to ask why they wouldn’t play with me anymore. But I was scared. Scared that if I asked, they would hate me for it. Just like what Nanny said. She told me that if I didn’t behave, if I wasn’t a good child, Mama and Papa would come to hate me. She always said I was a good Alpha. And good Alphas were supposed to be obedient, polite, proper, and kind. I once heard her say that Mama and Papa liked good Alphas—good children. And since I loved them so much, I didn’t want them to hate me. I don't understand at first why mama and papa were always busy, why they would spend no time playing with me. I asked Nanny