6. Their wounds

'Aren't you disgusted to touch me like you were in the past?'

'Who's the father?'

'Fortunately not you.'

'Why are you so interested in the life of your rejected mate?'

'There's your answer! I stole someone's sperm.'

Dominic's punches on the already ragged punching bag intensified as his mind was getting messed up every second as he remembered his rejected mate's words. Her words were like hammers bickering on his head, making him go crazy.

But what made things worse for him was that little boy. Ace! Her son. That boy was her son for sure because they had similarities in facial features. He has her beautiful blue eyes. There's no doubt at him being her son but… who's the father?

He tried to smell his scent. But he didn't find any specific scent, telling him that the boy was just a baby of a normal wolf. Which meant he wasn't his! He didn't know why that was affecting him so much but he didn't like it at all. That thought made him angry beyond limit.

"UGHHH!" He growled out a