Writers POV

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Dorian started blankly at the wider space. He ran out of what to do or say. He was like a puppet that was abandoned and waiting to be junked.

His mate was still dead in his arms and his son left off to somewhere he knew nothing of.

Maybe he deserved this for being a worthless father and also a pathetic mate.

“Don't be a fool, go save your son” Ana appeared out of the blue and shouted at him but he ignored her, not being able to move at all. It seemed that all his nerves stopped working.

Quickly Ana stooped down to the floor towards...