Chapter 27 — Family Love

Sophia's POV:

I didn't dare go to Adam right away. I waited for him to calm down fully. Also, Daddy said that Sammy was in deep trouble with Alvin for what he did. He knew not to mess with Adam's paint supplies.

"Is Sammy a Little?" I asked Daddy, wondering.

"Huh…I don't know, baby. Sammy will probably have a more dominant mate than him, but I don't know if he'll be a Little," Daddy explained.

"Will he have a Daddy like me?" I asked, excited for Sammy. Having a Daddy was so much fun.

"Sophia, I don't know, honey. We'll have to wait and see," he said, but my curiosity wasn't satisfied yet.

"What if he gets a Mommy? Are Mommies better or Daddies?" I asked him again.

"Sophia!" he said with a yelp.

"What if I had a Mommy? That would be so sad. You wouldn't have a princess then," I said.

"Shut it, Little one," Daddy said, sticking a paci in my mouth. That made me pout, but I still took it, sucking on it angrily.

I closed my eyes and decided to take a nap. I felt warm and cuddly in Daddy's arms. I fell asleep happily there. When I woke up, I was still cuddled in his arms, face buried in his neck and both hands fisted into his shirt, making sure he didn't take off while I was asleep.

"Have a nice nap, Little one?" he asked, and I nodded, rubbing my eyes with my fists. He took my fists away. I whined at that, but he just carried me out of bed and into the bathroom. He started to wash my face with a wet towel, taking off the paint.

Once my face was clean, he let me go. He said it was time to go make full amends with Adam. I went to Sammy's room but found no one there. I went back to ours and asked Daddy about him. He said Sammy'd be in Alvin's room. As expected, my little stepbrother was there, just sleeping on the bed, alone.

"You okay?" I asked, and he just shrugged. "Did Alvin do something to you?" I asked, worried about him. He didn't look happy.

"Forget it, Sophia. What do you want?" he asked. Maybe Alvin had punished him too harshly.

"Sammy, wanna go make it up to Adam?" I asked him. He came up from the bed and nodded. "Maybe we should take cookies too," I suggested, and he just nodded.

We moved to the kitchen and got a plate filled with cookies before we went upstairs to Adam's room. This time, we knocked and waited for him to open the door and invite us in. He wasn't as mad as he was before.

"We got cookies," I told him, handing him the plate.

"Come in," he said, taking the plate and taking a seat on his bed. We sat next to him. He started to eat the cookies while we just sat there, looking at him, not knowing what to say next. Sammy was just looking down at his lap, looking miserable. I smiled at Adam, but he was still eating the cookies. "You got anything else for me?" he asked.

"Uh…we're sorry?" I said, not knowing what to say.

"Sowwy, Adam," Sammy said. Maybe he really was a Little.

"Come here, you two," Adam said, opening his arms for us.

I went to one side of Adam while Sammy went to the other side. He hugged both of us close to him. We cuddled closer to him. I was grateful he was not mad at us anymore. My face went to Adam's neck. He smelled different from Daddy. I could tell the difference between them right away, now. They did smell different.

"Keep it down, little sis," Adam said, moving my face away from his neck.

"Why?" I asked him, not understanding why not. He just looked at me like I should know the answer. "Daddy let me," I said with a big pout.

"That's because you're his mate, Sophia. I'm not gonna submit to you," he said.

"Huh?" I asked, confused.

"He really didn't explain this to you?" Adam asked with a sigh. "Cuddling in the neck is only for mates or when you are more dominant," he explained. My mouth fell open in an "oh" shape. I didn't know that.

"What else?" I asked.

"You smell like Victor," Sammy said this time, pulling up from Adam's chest.

"No, I smell like me," I replied with a pout.

"No, you smell like Victor with just a tiny bit of you," Sammy replied with a giggle. I turned to Adam for reassurance.

"You do. You smell like your dominant mate, little one, and he carries your smell, too," he explained.

"Anything else?" I asked again.

"I guess you're good to go," Adam replied, pulling my head back down to his chest and playing with my hair.