Axel's Point Of View “Is he my son?” I repeated, my patience wearing thin. “Is the little bastard my son?” I asked again when she made no plans to respond. She was still shaken by shock, from the way I'd thrown the boy across the room, like he was just an ordinary object. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that the impact would definitely affect him. Maybe not today. But definitely. I must say it's even a miracle that he isn't dead yet, especially from the way I'd thrown him away, from the intensity of it. “I…I don't understand why you're suddenly asking me this question…. A…Axel.” She stutters, not daring to meet my eyes. Her eyes were still on the boy, who was still wailing loudly. “I've told you countless times. He's your…” Before she could finish her words, my hands shit out, grabbing her neck, just like I did earlier. “You lying bitch!” I hissed through gritted teeth. I didn't need any soothsayer to tell me that my eyes were bloodshot now. Heck! I could feel it. I could fee
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