The moment Carl went out, King Scot closed the door shut behind him and stared at Meryln. “You kept my son away from me” he said softly. After their wedding he wondered how long it would take for her to conceive, it turns out that she did. No wonder she sounded so cagey and strange on the phone when he called.
“I have not confirmed that he is yours” Meryln responded, avoiding his sharp gaze.
“Cut the crap Meryln. You kept my son from me” he said sternly.
“Your seed conceived him, that does not make you a father” Meryln snapped at him.
He sighed, his eyes warming up “Meryln, I don’t want to fight with you” he said tenderly.
“Then leave me alone Scot” she snapped at him again. Theo had already ticked her over, adrenaline was still pumping in her veins. She was ready to fight anyone
