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Hades' POV

I remain seated on the comfortable sofa in the living room. The fact that she knew there was a figure in the living room but she didn't care to confirm who it was, angered me more. I kept staring at the door of the room she came from, and also at the door of the living room should Killian decide to come in. He though I'd left already. But I badly wanted to meet with Brielle.

The little boy came out of the room after a few minutes but when he decided to play with me like he earlier did, I creased my forehead and wore a disapproving look.

"What's wrong?" The innocent kid asked, staring deeply into my eyes. I had impregnated Brielle and she gave birth already? She could have sent a letter that she did already. Even if she wanted to remain away from the pack, I would visit her wherever she said she was.

"Nothing, little boy," I said and ran my fingers through his hair.

"Definitely a lie," he said and began to laugh, "is it because I didn't serve you any drink, as I promised?" T