Chapter 39: _ Not a wolf
"Stay out of this, Kylo." Rhett firmly reprimanded his son. "Are you here to proceed with adopting the boy?" He wouldn’t tear his gaze away from Isleen.
She, however, wouldn’t look at him either. Her eyes darted to Kylo who seemed upset now. "He needs a family and I want him, Gamma Rhett." She finally whispered, head hung low.
Kylo took a step forward but halted and threw his hands frustratingly in the air. "I didn’t even tell you we would be coming over. How did you know? Are you spying on us now? Did you — did you go to Isleen, Dad?"
Rhett didn’t answer.
His silence only riled Kylo up the more. He turned to Isleen. "And you. Why didn’t you tell me about it?"
She didn’t answer either.
Of course, why would she? How could she have told her boyfriend that his Dad was by her door and they had kissed?
Rhett trailed his eyes to the little boy. What he found ignited his suspicion even more. He was a soldier who had dealt with lots of criminals, and so, he always knew when someone had a trait of criminality in them. This little boy had a glint of something that hinted at him enjoying the drama unfolding.
How could Isleen have not seen this? How could Kylo – his own son not see this? If only his son didn’t take so much after his mother.
The boy either needed medical attention or was beyond it. Perhaps, he was beyond being mentally unstable and was just stark crazy.
"Ms. Isleen?" Called the little boy in the most innocent tone Rhett had ever heard. "Who is this bad man?"