Father

When Denise and Jaxson got to the bottom floor, Kain was sitting on the couch, his head leaned over and his eyes on the ceiling. Trey stood next to him, his phone in one hand while the other gripped Damian's pants tightly.

“Lets play again! I’ll win this time!”

“Hey! What did I say about touching me?” With a frown, Damian's index pressed to the boy's forehead, pushing him back slightly. “Talk from a distance, you scrawny little sh—” He paused mid-sentence, glancing at Kain before sighing. “Just get off.”

“Damian.” Kain raised his head, his emerald eyes digging into Damian’s back. “Don’t teach my kid such useless games. Its impressive that he can already shift, now he should be learning control. He doesn’t need a phone either, he’d be better off learning mind-link. Wouldn’t you agree, love?” His gaze darted towards Denise, a lopsided grin on his lips. “My flesh and blood should be amazing, after all.”

“Its not useless.” Damian retorted. “See how determined he is? That’s brain progre