The past vii

“Daddy!” Alpha Victor’s 3-year-old daughter called happily, running towards her father to get thrown up into the air.

Alpha Victor ignored his enthusiastic daughter; he had his astonished gaze on the rough-looking boy who had his eyes locked on his too.

“Are you…”

“My mother is dying.” Liam went straight to the point, he had vowed not to show weakness.

He already didn’t like his father from the few things he heard from his mother. The look on his face made it even worse.

Bowing after delivering the news, he made to leave.

“Stop there!” Alpha Victor, who just snapped out of his shock, ordered, but Liam...