"Yes, I contacted them." Mathew responded calmly, not even a speck of discomfort or surprise on his face. Forget about regret.
Blake frowned, his gaze holding nothing but disgust. "So you were ready to sell your clan, our secrets, just because you don't want Kyle to lead our family."
Mathew scoffed. "You know better than me what kind of person he is. Always playing around, never serious about his life."
With a snarl, he added, "If he had lived the way I taught him, then I might have considered it for a moment. But now, he is nothing more than a bum we usually avoid on our path because we know all they can do is waste our time."
Blake couldn't believe this man held so much venom for his own son.
Yes, Blake didn't share the same blood as them, but someone you have raised from the age they couldn't speak, anyone would grow fond of them. However, this man appeared so detached and indifferent towards Kyle that it was staggering.
