VELARA'S POV
All night, I had been slipping through shadows, sidestepping Kael’s gaze, hoping that if I moved quickly enough, if I busied myself with work long enough, I could avoid the storm I knew was brewing. But Kael had clung to my presence like a silent phantom, trailing me through the hotel with a stillness that was more unsettling than words. Not once did he speak, yet not once did he let me out of his sight. His presence was a constant weight on my shoulders, heavy with unspoken questions.Now, as we step into the dim quiet of the apartment, the walls close in with finality. There’s no more running. The confrontation I had tried so hard to delay is now inevitable. I have to face him—my son, the boy whose Alpha blood simmers like fire beneath his skin. The energy radiating from him is sharp and suffocating, a silent storm pressing against the air.I never thought I would be afraid of my own child. But tonight, Kael doesn’t feel like the soft-hearte
