Loving My Daddies novel Chapter 22

Jacob POV.

I couldn't believe what Oliver did, he didn't go to a party like last year, and he went to a BAR!! A bar where he could get hurt, someone could kidnap him, or worse. If that wasn't enough he took the new puppy with him, now Lila is in deep trouble same as him. I planned on punishing him but since disciplining him didn't work and he still wants to run away to a bar, I need to get creative with him.

A spanking won't do the job either, Olli is too stubborn when he wants something, carrying him upstairs, and I set the puppy on the bed and wait for my mate to join me. Olli belongs to both of us, it's both our decision what to do with him now. He whines and gives us his best puppy eyes, trying to look adorable so he won't be punished.

"Not going to work puppy," I tell him in my daddy's voice.

"Why did you go there, Oliver" Noah ask him, but he just whimpers keeping his thoughts full of remorse.

"What are we going to do with you Oliver huh?" I ask.

A picture of me hugging and kissing him pop into my mind, maybe we're not the best daddies for him, maybe he needs someone else to take care of him.

"Your grounded Olli," I say with a sigh before leaving the room, just feeling so disappointed in myself.

I walk down to my office leaving Noah to take care of him, what if he needs someone else? What if we are standing in the face of his happiness? I pour a drink for myself, I hardly drank anything stronger than beer since the day we claimed Oliver as ours, and I got lost drinking my mystery when my office door opened. No one comes without my permission except for the alpha and my mate, knowing Noah is still busy with the puppy I look up but I don't see the alpha I see his grandma.

Grandma Delilah is one of the oldest wolves in her family, she was once an alpha to a full pack after her mate died, and she's one strong wolf not to be messed with.

"You're not going to invite your grandma in?" she asks me, more like scolded me.

"Of course grandma come in" I invite her, trying my best to hide the liquor.

"Don't bother I could smell it with the door closed" she says stopping my weak attempts to hide the bottle.

"What's wrong Jacob?" she asks in a voice full of softness I wasn't used to although she helped raising us all.

"I don't know if I'm good enough for the puppy" I tell her honestly.

By dinner time I was till hidden and Noah's request for me to come out became orders, Ollie is refusing to shift back or eat his dinner.

"Jacob I don't know what's going on with you but get your ass here and help me" my mate voice rang through our bond.

Sighing I leave the safety of my office and go to our bedroom, Ollie was sitting on the bed butt naked and crying. Reading his thoughts I understood that Noah made him shift back to get ready for dinner with grandma. He left the bed and ran to hide in my arms, knowing I smell like alcohol I did the best to keep him away to not hug him back, I just gave him a slight push toward Noah so he could dress him.

Not bothering with words I leave the room since Noah can take it from here, I skip dinner informing the alpha that I'm going on a night patrol, and a run would help clear my mind for now.

I turn to my wolf form and take off running thinking about everything that I'm doing wrong in my life, well everything to be exact. The alcohol might not made me drunk but I'm not the most stable on my feet, I ran through the forest alone making sure I'm not followed by anyone from the pack.

Pictures of Ollie popped in my head through the night, some of them during dinner when granny tried to make him vegetables, others after dinner when Noah tried to give him a bath but he refused wanting me to do it. And finally the worst of the night must be the one of him crying wanting me by bedtime.

I keep running, ignoring everything, I couldn't just go back to the house, tomorrow I'll search for a new caregiver for Oliver. I...I'm just not enough.