Remington smiled at him.
We both stepped forward, following Tane to a comfy-looking couch.
Kirion finished pouring our drinks and brought them over to us as we sat. Tane took up residence in a nearby chair facing us.Kirion went to Remington. “Remi, do you want to come sit with me?”
Remington nodded and followed Kirion to another chair. When Kirion sat, Remington climbed onto his lap and leaned back into his chest.
Tane turned to his younger son. “Remington, Malin is your brother. Do you remember what we told you?”
Slowly, he nodded. Then he said, “We got different omega daddies. But we’re brothers.” He got up and went to Tane, this time climbing onto his lap and hiding his head against his neck. “He’s all growed up, though.”
“He sure is,” Tane replied.
Tension flooded the bond. I wanted to take Malin’s hand in mine. But that might make things even more awkward.
“So, you’ve brought a friend.” Tane wrapped his arms around Remington.
Malin stared at his drink for a moment, then looked up. “Yes. His name is Cassius.”
“Cassius. What a wonderful name.”
“Thank you.” My cheeks heated a little.
“We’re a couple,” Malin blurted.
I inhaled sharply. But the world didn’t explode. Nothing really changed. Kirion smiled.
Tane nodded. “Congratulations to both of you.”
“Thank you,” I said. I sipped my drink. It was fizzy and cold and yummy.
“Thanks.” Malin looked at me, then his father. “Cassius is a set omega like Kirion.”
They both nodded. Yep, Tane had figured it out. He already knew.
“You look happy. Both of you,” Kirion said.
At that moment, four-year-old Remington sat up on his dad’s lap and touched his face. “Daddy, can I go watch cartoons again?”
Tane lifted him to the floor and patted his back. “Yes. Off you go.”
Remington ran back to his little chair and stared up at the TV. It was either playing very softly or on mute. Then I realized the little chair had speakers. The boy could sit and watch and hear without the TV blaring and disturbing everyone else in the room.
Everything surrounding us was so opulent, yet the people seemed down to earth. I liked Tane and Kirion, but whatever Malin decided about them, I was on his side. I always would be.
“When did you two meet?” Tane asked.
“About ten months ago,” Malin said. “At a party.”
Tane clasped his hands in his lap and looked down at them. Kirion took over to fill the awkward silence.
“Cassius, which pack are you from?”
“Tellamire.”
Kirion nodded. “I’ve heard of them but never met anyone from there.”
“They’re isolationists, on the outskirts of Tellamire Forest.” I was ashamed of my heritage. The pack was often ruthless when dealing with outsiders. “What about you?”
