The Mate He Hates
Kids tend to tremble whenever I hold their gaze, but here was the kid speaking so casually with me while holding my gaze.
“Forgive my manners,” he apologized, and I raised a brow. “My name is Liam Matthew Greeks, your beta son. It's a privilege to meet you.” He paused and offered his small hand, a gesture that seemed both innocent and incredibly mature for someone his age. I reached out to shake it, feeling the warmth of his palm against mine, and the resemblance struck me even harder.
“How old are you again?” I asked, despite knowing. “I will be five in a few months.” He responded smartly, so smart for his age.
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