Chapter 157: Of Grave Doubts
(WESLEY)
(Six Years Later...)
A young handsome omega, Arlo, sits on the couch holding his infant son. He has silky long hair pulled into a bun and jade green eyes. He could easily be the prettiest male omega that I have ever laid my eyes on. He is talking about his son’s eating habits. He looks exhausted and sleepy. Newborns tend to do that a lot. They deprive you of sleep to a point that you become a zombie.
Beside him is a dark brooding alpha. I was sent here by the child agency and they gave me very little information about this meeting. Usually, I don’t mind that, but recognition hits me as I stare at the alpha. I’m certain that he is in the mafia. He has to be Miles Caspar, Sasha Adonis’ second in command.
I meet Miles’ dark assessing gaze and a chill zips up my spine. If I had known earlier who this interview was going to be with, I would have cancelled it. I do my best to keep off mafia related families or activities. I don’t think that Miles would know me though. We are from different cities and they don’t tend to mingle with us much. Plus, I am not a high-ranking member of my family’s mob. I have seen and experienced first-hand what mafia families can do to someone. Everything about the mafia way of life makes me uneasy. I left that life behind for a reason.
"I spend long hours working." Arlo says, looking at his son with a guilty expression. "I feel like I am not giving baby Reign enough attention, and I don’t want him growing up feeling neglected."
"I know you do your best." Miles says, rubbing Arlo’s back. "Baby Reign is a very happy child."
"I just know that I’m not taking care of him enough, and I should do better." Arlo frowns.
Miles shakes his head. "No, Arlo. You are an amazing dad."
Seeing Miles Caspar doting on his omega is as weird as it gets. Rumours have it that he is a violent, cold-blooded killer who murders people for fun. You’d never know that watching him with Arlo. He is gentle and warm with him.
Who knows, maybe rattlesnakes too have feelings.