Chapter 37

Seth’s POV

“Seth, people are watching,” Camilla said softly. Even though I tried to brush it off, the tension twisted in my gut.

“It’s your son’s birthday,” she added before walking away. I wanted to follow her, but tiny hands tugged at mine. I looked down to see Jorge’s beaming eyes staring up at me.

“Daddy, it’s time for cake,” he said, pulling me toward the crowd.

Tracey appeared at my side as people gathered around us, singing the birthday song for Jorge. I scooped him into my arms, and when Tracey placed her hand on my shoulder, the knot in my chest tightened.

“You couldn’t wait until after our son’s birthday to suck your mate’s face?” she hissed in my ear. My grip on Jorge tightened, but I forced a smile as he bounced in my arms.

“Not now, Tracey,” I muttered through clenched teeth, trying to keep up appearances as the song ended.

“Yeah, you should have thought of that,” she shot back as the crowd erupted into applause and the cake was cut.

“Happy birthday, Jorgy!” Luna Ava cooe