Drake's pov.

I stared at little Dean for a moment, trying to understand what he meant by calling me dad. Before I could even say a word, Lila dragged him away from me, a glint of anger in her eyes.

"Don't you know where your dad is, little brat? You should go to his grave and look for him there," she said sharply.

I was angered by her words as I pulled her away from Dean and glared at her furiously. "Don't you know he's a kid? How can you be so cruel? Why would you tell him that? I don't see any harm in him calling me dad."

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