Ethan looked back swiftly as the little boy ran towards the doctor calling him daddy severely as tears flooded his eyes while he looked at Ethan who couldn't believe the child had just witnessed his father die in his hands.
“Please, help my Daddy,” the little boy kept dragging Ethan's clothes as he also didn't stop tapping his father with tears rolling down his little face.
Ethan, who at this point wasn't moved by anything, yanked the little boy's hand off his leg and bent down to meet his stand.
“Look at me, little boy,” Ethan started, running his hand through his hair as he gently smiled.
“Life is not fair. I would have loved to help you but I'm sorry that I cannot do that because I'll be risking my life, the life of my unborn kids, and even my pack at large. I'm sorry,” Ethan bow
