When Theo walked out of the closet, Cain was seated on the sofa and had his arms spread wide over it. He was dressed in casual clothes - jeans and a shirt, and once again, she was struck by how young the man looked.
He should be in his mid-fifties, and he looked like someone in their early thirties. Plus, his resemblance to Zeke and Eric was striking. Especially Zeke.
Theo sighed inwardly. Alphas out there seek male children, but this one had killed the ones he had and had no regard for Eric.
Ironic.
"How long are you going to stand here peeking at me?" His deep voice carried, echoing softly over the walls.
Theo stepped out of the closet completely, "What are you doing here?"
"What?" He arched a brow, "Is it so wrong to visit my wife in her room?"
Theo forcefully swallowed back down the puke that had made it up. The words 'Wife' from his tongue sounded like a twisted curse that brought shivers down her spine.
