23-Fight

Noah POV.

What the hell is wrong with my mate, he skipped dinner for night patrol even though it's not his turn.

I had to lie to Ollie and tell him there was an urgency and so he had to go, the poor puppy cried himself to sleep, he sent a hundred messafe through our bond to Jacob but no reply.

And if that wasn't bad enough, earlier when he came in the room and Ollie tried to hug him I smelled the liquor on him, he was drinking.

We both used to drink in occasions but stopped the whole thing after we got Ollie, even if few drinks won't get us dunk it was still best to be fully sober.

I woke up in bed alone, even Ollie left me this morning. Looking around the room I didn't find my favorite puppy or my mate.

I get up and got ready for the day, walking down to the kitchen, still no puppy. I searched the house for him but didn't find him, my last option was trying to call him through our bond and did he answer me, of course not.

And I wonder where he learned to ignore his daddies.

Gr