Allen's pov: I watch as my father glazes in deep thought, with one of his hands supporting his head. He seemed restless who had us concerned. I knew well that for him to be behaving like this means that something is bothering him. "What could be the issue, father?" I asked him, amassing a sigh from him. "I am worried," he let out another sigh. "We know but what got you worried?" Albin asked but he sighed and messaged his temple. I exchanged a look with Albin before we adjusted on the couch and had our attention fixed on him. He let out a chuckle before lifting his head to stare at us. "I am pondering on something," he said, reaping a raised eyebrow from us. "We already know, so what would that be?" I motioned for him to speak up. "Is about the omega," I mentally rolled my eyes at him, I thought that we are done discussing that. "You mean the slave," I felt Albin say from beside me. "Slave!" My father repeated, earning an arched eyebrow from me, why does he sound so
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