Liam POV
I swear to Satan if that puppy dog boy toy of hers doesn’t back the f**k down, I’m going to put him in my dungeon for months, even years. Knowing that he’s losing his sanity down there will give me peace of mind. But then, Theo might be upset. I don’t know how close those two are yet. And I’m not willing to scare my child just for my own satisfaction of seeing that puppy boy suffer.
“Uncle Liam! Uncle Liam!” My son mistakenly calls out to me, but what can I do? Freya is right. If we tell him and he hasn’t formed any real connections with me, it could badly. And I don’t want to risk that either.
"Yes, son.” That doesn’t change the fact that I am going to call him my son because, well frankly, he is. Freya throws me a glare, but I ignore it.
“Can we go in there?!” He points t
