[DAEMON’S POV]
Following that afternoon...
The heavy oak door to my study closed with a soft thud behind Beta Andres, and the silence that followed settled like a weight in the room, as I entered.
I leaned back in my leather chair, staring at the ceiling for a moment before rubbing my temples.
Calix's voice still echoed in my head, the sound of him calling me daddy—it had taken me by surprise, more than I’d like to admit. But a big part of me was really glad hearing my son call me daddy.
I wasn’t sure what I had expected, but certainly not this. Not Calix—my son—warming up to me so quickly after the estrangement between us.
It had taken everything in me to not break character in front of Amira when he ran into my arms during lunch. But now, after the fact, I felt something I hadn’t
