Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190: The Annoying Beta

Rhett had a complicated look on his face as he also stared at Kylo.

A myriad of emotions flashed through his eyes, from pride to guilt and a nagging sense to protect his son. But he withheld himself, ushering Kylo to take his seat.

Rhett knew Kylo had work, so wondered just how he’d been able to come. Luckily, Kylo spoke, answering the question in his head.

"I took an excuse from work and so did so many other men out there. It was made mandatory by the military." Kylo folded his arms in front of his chest as he sat.

Oh, that’s right. That made sense, for the enlistment to commence, the military must’ve informed the different private and public organizations to give those workers who passed the requirement a few hours leave.

Before Rhett could utter a word, however, the Beta spoke up. "You two can continue your father-son bonding moment some other time. Now, Kylo, how old are you again?"

Kylo creased his brow slightly, looking from Rhett and then back to the Beta. He’d obviously taken offense at the Beta’s tone but chose to remain silent and ignore it.

Rhett smiled to himself. At least his son could control his emotions when necessary, just like him.

"I’m twenty-five," Kylo answered calmly.

Darius nodded with a satisfied look, managing to surprise Rhett a little.

"Perfect. Not too young but not old either." Darius turned to Rhett, giving him a smile that irked him to his bones.

He was one to talk. Darius kept complaining about how old some enlisters were as if he wasn’t an old sack of bones himself. And yet, even with being so advanced in age, he still acted so immature.

"What’s your turning speed?" Darius asked curiously, eyeing Kylo like he was trying to peer into his soul or something.

Kylo arched an eyebrow but then shrugged. "I’m not sure, but it should be less than five seconds, give or take."

That was close to average in Rhett’s eyes. In battle, a wolf’s turning speed could be a strong determinant of whether they survived or not, especially against vampires.

Darius scoffed, shaking his head. "I’d expected much better from the Gamma’s son. But oh well, that’ll do for now."

With that, Darius moved to the next question.

"So, Kylo, how would you rate your ability to work with a team?" Darius asked, but Rhett sensed contempt in his tone.

It was then that he remembered something. The Beta’s nephew... The idiot who’d dared lay hands on Isleen. Darius was probably aware of the whole thing and was taking his nephew’s side, using his influence to put pressure on Kylo.

Kylo thought carefully before speaking. "Uh, I’d say pretty decent. I’m not much of a people person, but I’m able to work with them to accomplish set goals, especially in the context of battle."

Darius smirked, causing Rhett to grow tense. Where was the idiot going with this?

"Do you remember Drach? My nephew." Darius finally uttered, just like Rhett had expected. Was he seriously bringing that up right now, when they had more pressing matters to attend to?

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