Third Person's POV
Mortimer, for the first time in a decade, looked genuinely rattled. He cleared his throat, rubbing the bridge of his nose in a rare show of nervous energy. "Garfield, Thomasina... it's been a while."
In the beginning, Garfield Hale had been perfectly satisfied with his daughter's choice.
Setting aside the "mate" title, Mortimer was the apex of his generation—educated, lethal, and brilliant.
But the moment news reached the lab that Mortimer had abandoned Seraphina in a sub-zero wilderness for half a month to tend to an omega, that satisfaction had turned into a slow-burning rage.
The two elder scholars had tried to respect Seraphina's silence. But the moment they stepped out of their research facility and saw their flesh and blood being branded a "mistress" and dragg
