Chapter 11: who the hell is Zarek
Damon's POV
As soon as I found out Mom was fine, I sat down on the sofa in her ward. Dad was sitting beside her bed, holding her hand.
Orian stood near the door, scrolling through his phone, while Kael walked over to stand beside Dad. Mom was still asleep.
"Dad, did you bring home another blonde-haired, blue-eyed omega today?" I asked.
Hearing my words, Orian immediately looked at me, his expression turning gloomy as he lowered his gaze.
Dad turned from his chair and looked at me.
"I can't bring myself to say no to your mother, no matter what," Dad said, his eyes downcast and his face showing helplessness.
"And the omega I brought home today was just a coincidence. He was being harassed by an alpha, so I intervened to help him. But your mother insisted on bringing him home, and I couldn't refuse her."
Dad's gaze remained fixed on me as he finished speaking. I could understand his situation—Dad loved Mom deeply.
He never stopped or questioned her about anything. Mom was a free-spirited person who loved the open skies and the freedom to soar. Dad knew this about her all too well.
"Dad, I think once Mom recovers, you should take her on a long vacation. If she's not here, those thoughts won't cross her mind," I suggested, knowing Mom's love for traveling.