Third POV

Still shirtless, Dom pick up a bottle of hot rum. Opening it, he pour some in a glass. He picked the glass up and  gulp the whole liquid down.

His nostrils moved instantly, taking in his son's scent.

"Dad what the fuck is going on with you?"

Dom ignored his son as he pour himself another portion of drink.

"How could you scare her like that? She almost ran away and you know the woods are dangerous for people like her"

Dom doesn't respond as he gulped another portion of drink.

"She is your mate for pit sake"

Dom clench the glass on his hand, getting pissed.

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