His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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As I followed Carlos out of the park, my mind was swirling with questions. How had he known I was here? We hadn't seen each other in almost a month-both of

us wrapped up in our own work, in our own lives.

Carlos was always busy, buried in whatever important tasks demanded his

attention. And I... well, my days had been full too, especially with Cyrus. But somehow, here he was, showing up at exactly the right moment. The timing felt strange, almost calculated. I glanced at him, his face as unreadable as ever, cool and detached like nothing in

the world could faze him. I wanted to ask him how he'd known to come, but

he spoke.

before I could get the words out, he

"I heard from Vesta," Carlos said, his voice calm but with a hint of something more beneath the surface. "She mentioned you

didn't want anything happening were here, and I came right away. I

words were clipped, direct. And

I'd grown

was worried the experiment was having problems.

a sigh. That was Carlos for you-blunt, to the point of rudeness, always referring to Cyrus

the fact that, in his own strange way, he cared. He wouldn't be here if he

tone. If anything, he adored him. His little wolf tail wagged excitedly as

Carlos had always had a soft spot for Cyrus. I saw it in

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expression flickered-just for a moment-before he reached down and scooped Cyrus up. His face remained stern, but there was a certain care in the

in silence for a while, heading back toward the lab. The medical organization where it had

his growth-it all came rushing back

with a mixture of

lab. I couldn't help but feel a pang of worry as I watched them disappear through the doors. No matter how many times I told myself that this was all

you decided to participate in the project," he said, his voice cold as he turned to face me. "You knew what this would mean for both you and Cyrus."

being his usual self. He's worried too, in his own way."

me, even when Carlos hadn't permitted us to be fully involved in the latest project. She and I had bonded over the shared frustrations of being on the sidelines, of watching from a distance

eye.