Bryce's POV
"I need to speak to all of you." Our mother steps in front of me and tries to block my way back into the pack house.
"Can't," I tell her as I try to push past her once again.
"It is important," Mother pleads with us.
I share a look with my brothers and look down at the angel that is lying in my arms. Ace and Chris shrug their shoulders and wait for me to respond. Usually Ace is the one that makes all of the decisions for us. I don't know why this responsibility has suddenly fallen on my shoulders.
"Fine," I say angrily. "But I am putting our mate to bed first."
Mother lets out a frustrated sigh before turning and walking into the house. "I will meet you three in the living room," she says as she disappears around the corner.
Carefully I carry
