Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Dew

"No girl is waiting for me, sadly." Kylo smiled wryly at Osmond.

The older wolf chuckled lightly before blurting. "Why of course, that’s because ’she’s’ right here with you." His eyes turned to Cullen just then.

Kylo’s brows snapped into a frown. He already knew what the older wolf was insinuating and didn’t like it one bit. He and Cullen were NOT dating.

"Fuck off, dude," Kylo muttered, but was loud enough for Osmond to hear.

Nevertheless, they all laughed heartily at the joke and talked a little more. Until it was eventually time for them to leave.

When the time to leave came, the pack soldiers escorted all the enlisted soldiers out of the veil surrounding the camp with their vehicles. Luckily for them, the road back home was peaceful and there were no hiccups until they got to Ravenwood pack.

"Home sweet home." Osmond drew in a long breath as he patted Kylo on the back.

The other enlisted soldiers had begun dispersing into the pack, and some were already getting welcomed by their family members and loved ones.

Just then, a female voice shrieked excitedly at the other side of the road. "Osmond!"

Kylo and the others turned their gazes to the voice and saw a pretty woman who looked like she was in her mid-thirties. She waved excitedly at them before crossing the road, her dark brown hair flowing behind her.

"Lyra!" Osmond chuckled warmly as he ran up to the woman, picking her up in a hug. They laughed and spun around in their embrace, completely forgetting about them.

"Ugh." Cullen scoffed disdainfully, forcing Kylo to hit him on the shoulder with his elbow. "What? It’s just too lovey-dovey for me."

"Ahem." Celest had to clear his throat awkwardly, alerting Osmond and his lover of their presence.

Osmond dropped the shorter woman, but he still had his hand around her waist as he turned to them. "Oh, pardon my manners, boys. This is my wife and mate, Lyra." He paused before turning to his wife. "And Lyra, these are my tent mates back at the training camp."

Wife? Kylo couldn’t remember the man mentioning anything about a ’wife’. And he didn’t wear any rings that would give it away either.

However, he shrugged silently to himself. Maybe he’d just forgotten or something.

Plastering a smile on his face, Kylo stretched his hand and shook Lyra’s. "Nice to meet you, Lyra. It seems your husband here has been gatekeeping you from us back at the camp."

The lady was sweet, giggling softly as she glanced at Osmond. "Is that so, Osmond? You’re not proud of your darling wife anymore?"

The older wolf blushed awkwardly, causing Kylo to stifle a chuckle. It was rare to see Osmond this nervous.

"It’s... It’s not like that at all, my love." Osmond hurriedly blurted, before whispering into her ear. "Why don’t we go talk more at home while you give me a massage? I’ve missed those magic fingers of yours so much."

It was Kylo’s turn to blush now. Curse his elevated wolf hearing! Why did he have to witness the couple’s lewdity?

Or maybe he was just jealous because he was single himself.

"Gotta go boys, see you in three days or... Whatever." The older wolf waved at them with a mischievous wink, before he and his wife walked away hand in hand, their laughter filling the evening air and blending in with the bustling of the pack.

Kylo shook his head with an amused smile. When would he ever find love like that?

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