Blaze took a step forward, smiling large. “Hello, Mr. Summit. So nice to see you again.”
I did not smile back. “Hello, Blaze.”
“Dad, this is Kristo.”
The other friend nodded toward me and grunted.
“Nice to meet you,” I said.
Kristo ignored me and bent over the table to take his turn.
Malin did not have great taste in friends. Another reason for Kirion to come into his life.
“May I see you alone?” I asked.
Malin frowned. “Dad, we’re in the middle of a game.”
“It’s important.”
“What do you want to talk about?” He waved at his friends. “They don’t care.”
“Please, Malin.”
Malin shrugged and rolled his eyes. “Guys, keep playing without me for a few minutes.”
I walked back into the hall, Malin following. Kirion hadn’t moved from where I’d left him.
“Dad, what is this about?”
As soon as he came into the corridor, he stopped short. “Oh. Hell. Who’s this?”
Kirion jerked his head up as if startled.
I moved to Kirion’s side. “His name is Kirion.”
Malin sniffed the air. “He’s an omega. Dad, are you dating?—”
I held up my hand. “Before you make any assumptions, let me speak. His name is Kirion and he’s a set omega from wolf country.”
Malin’s mouth dropped open. “What? A set?”
“It’s not that unusual and you know it,” I said.
“But Dad, you said you never wanted?—”
“Malin.” I swallowed hard. “He’s not for me.”
“What do you mean?”
“Son, it’s time you settled down a bit.”
Silence.
“Don’t you think it’s time? You’ve been goofing off too long. You need to settle down. I need grandchildren.”
Malin’s face got that look it always did when he took a bite of something he didn’t like. “Are you kidding me?”
“Malin, just hear me out.”
