Luis Caddel took a good look at Angelo, he looked nothing like his mousy mother, their similarities stopped at the terrified pale green eyes that looked up to him like a god.
Maybe Mia would have felt less like a nuisance if she looked more like her son. The dowdy Omega had been an easy catch, he had been on the run when he met her, and she had done her job of keeping him hidden.
Then she got pregnant and he was shackled to her, and she hadn't even been gracious enough to birth him an Alpha son that could prove to be of some use to him, but instead the worst possible descendant.
A male Omega… he would have tolerated a male or female Beta, anything else. Personally, he thought he had been pretty generous not kicking them out the door as soon as she brought a weakling home.