CHAPTER SIX FATHER-SON BONDING
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Kael sat on the edge of the sofa in the small apartment, coffee in hand, eyes never leaving the little boy who was carefully stacking blocks on the floor. The child’s small hands were precise, deliberate, just like his mother’s, Kael realized.
He’d watched him from the doorway for a full ten minutes before speaking.
“Hey, champ,” he said softly.
The boy froze, eyes widening. “Who… who are you?”
Kael’s heart clenched. The boy didn’t recognize him yet. Didn’t know the truth.
“I… I’m someone who wants to be your friend,” he said carefully, kneeling down to meet his gaze. “Can we try that?”
The boy hesitated, then nodded slowly, still unsure.
Kael smiled. It was small, genuine, the kind that hadn’t appeared on his face for years. “Good. That’s a start.”
The blocks were abandoned, and the boy ran into Kael’s arms, clinging like he knew him instinctively.
Kael froze for a heartbeat. Then he hugged him tightly. The bond was immediate, fierce, undeniable. His wolf roared softly inside him, protective, possessive, alive.
“My son,” he whispered.
Rachel watched from the doorway, arms crossed, heart twisting painfully.
She wanted to be angry. She wanted to yell. She wanted to protect her son from this man who had abandoned them both.
And yet… she couldn’t look away.
Kael’s touch was careful, gentle, almost reverent. The way he held their child… she had never seen that side of him before. Vulnerable. Tender. Human.
The ache in her chest intensified. She hated that he could still affect her this way.
Her wolf stirred, whispering truths she wasn’t ready to admit.
After breakfast, Kael took the boy outside to teach him how to ride a bike. Rachel followed at a distance, arms crossed, pretending not to care.
Kael’s hands guided the boy’s tiny shoulders, steadying him, encouraging him.
“You’ve got this, little man,” Kael said softly, voice carrying just enough command to soothe both child and wolf.
The boy laughed, a pure, ringing sound, and Kael’s chest swelled with something he hadn’t felt in years: hope.
Rachel leaned against a tree, arms crossed, but her gaze softened. She had to admit, he was good with him. Too good. She wondered how beautifully they would have bonded if he never left them. Never had to disappear.
Kael glanced over his shoulder and caught her staring. His chest tightened. She was still angry, still wary. But he needed her to see the truth in his actions, without words, without pressure.
That night, Kael sat on the balcony, watching the city lights, the boy asleep inside, Rachel quietly beside him.
“I know you’re afraid,” he said softly, breaking the silence.
“I am,” she admitted.
“I know I hurt you. I left. I failed. I let fear rule me,” Kael said, voice rough with emotion. “But everything I’ve done since… I’ve done to bring us back together. To protect you. To give our child the life he deserves. I will never leave again.”
She swallowed hard. “I don’t know if I can trust you yet.”
He reached out, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Then don’t. Not yet. I’ll earn it. Slowly. Every day if I have to.”
Her chest constricted. She wanted to resist. She wanted to fight. But she leaned into the touch, just enough to feel warmth.
His wolf growled low and deep, resonating in his chest, vibrating through hers. The pull of the mate bond was undeniable now, stronger, insistent.
Kael whispered, almost to himself, “You and I… we were never meant to be apart.”
Rachel said nothing. But her hand hovered near his, trembling. That was all he needed.
Kael’s wolf wasn’t the only one awake that night.
A shadow moved near the edge of the property, eyes glinting in the darkness. The rogues were close, closer than he had thought.
Kael stiffened, instincts flaring. He had promised protection. And now the danger was tangible.
He didn’t move yet. Not until he saw Rachel glance toward the darkness.
“Go inside. Now,” he whispered, voice hard.
She hesitated, sensing the tension. “Kael, what...?”
“I said go,” he cut her off, teeth gritted. The wolf in him stirred, threatening, ready. Protective. Alpha. Dangerous.
She obeyed, retreating inside with their child, heart hammering.
Kael remained on the balcony, scanning the shadows. Whoever it was… they would regret ever being born.
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