Mia’s Pov.
We have been sitting at the table for twenty minutes in silence. Ian has told daddy and mommy about his plans to help me get my revenge. However, I do not want his help, I don't want him in my house, I don't want to be anywhere around him.
But.
At the same time, I want to go with him, I want to sit in his lap and I want to run my hands through his hair.
“Mia?”
I drop my knife and gasp so loud I think the omegas in the kitchen in the packhouse heard me.
“Yes daddy?”
“Your opinion?”
He is looking right into my soul. He is giving me his undivided attention. He is giving me an out. I look around the table, the only one that is not looking at me is Ian. He is just sipping his whiskey. I can almost see the magic around him, I want to put my hand out and touch it.
“I mean
