Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: _ We Felt Like A Joke

Kylo, however, seemed indifferent. He gently lowered Liam to the ground, his gaze finally meeting mine firmly. A wave of emotions washed over me as I stared into his familiar eyes, searching for a clue to what he was thinking.

Anger?

Regret?

Relief? His expression remained unreadable.

"Isleen," he finally acknowledged.

"Hi, Kylo." I tried to sound neutral and surprisingly, I did it well.

Lupe, who seemed to be perceptive picked up on the tension between us and hastily intervened. "Kylo," she greeted, her voice not edging past her grief. "Thank you for coming."

"Of course," he replied, his gaze settling on her briefly before returning to me. "I just wanted to offer my condolences."

Why was he looking at me?

Geez, I could pee my pants at this point.

Lupe sniffled, wiping at her cheeks with the back of her hand. "Thank you, Kylo," she mumbled. "We were just heading over to Isleen’s place. The soldiers need to secure the scene, you see."

A faint groan escaped Kylo’s lips. "Cool. Let’s get to it then." He reached down and grasped Liam’s hands. My little boy who seemed oblivious to the tension between Kylo and me, beamed back at him, genuinely happy to see Kylo.

My stomach wobbled at the thought of Kylo spending time in my apartment. How was I to look at him?

How could I even?

Father forgive me for I have sinned.

We all set off towards my place. Lupe and I followed behind Liam and Kylo as they seemed to chatter all the way. I couldn’t take my eyes off them all the while, guilt and shame chewing at me.

I felt dirty. So dirty.

I didn’t realize that silence had reigned between me and Lupe until she spoke. "Is something wrong between you and Kylo?" She asked softly, breaking the silence.

My head jerked up as startled me out of the fog of my thoughts. "Why? Why do you ask?"

"There’s just– this tension between you two," Lupe said carefully. "It’s kind of obvious."

I sighed, the sound disappearing in the busy street filled with passing by fey and wolves. The wolves were doing what they knew jor to do best; pointing at me and Kylo whilst gossiping all they could.

Bastards.

"We had a fight," I admitted, kicking at an empty bottle on the floor.

"Was it because of your— his— Gamma Rhett?" Lupe’s voice trailed off.

I almost snapped at her before I caught myself. "No," I said, shaking my head. "Actually, we broke up."

Lupe’s eyes widened. "Broke up? Why?"

"He— he wanted things to change," I mumbled, picking at a loose thread on my sleeve. "He wanted everyone to stop blaming me for dating him when I wasn’t his mate. He... he wanted me to find my mate and be with him for my own peace. Kylo just wants what’s best for me."

It was the truth. It was also what made everything happening so agonizing for me. If Kylo was at least a bad boyfriend, this might have come out easier for me. Cheating on him with his father might have been a lot bearable.

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