Chapter 115

Mathew POV 

I stood at the front door, car keys in hand, ready to leave when, to my surprise, the door swung open on its own. I stepped aside, curiosity and caution prickling at the edges of my senses. It wasn't my wife—she was in the kitchen, busy with preparations for Liam's eighteenth birthday celebration. But to my astonishment, it was Liam himself who entered the house.

He noticed me immediately, his expression shifting to mild surprise. "Hey, Dad," he said casually.

My wolf stirred within me, its heightened senses picking up a strange scent clinging to Liam. A voice echoed in my mind: "Your son has been with a woman." My eyes narrowed slightly, and I couldn't help the instinctive question that escaped my lips.

"What are you up to?" I asked my tone probing but steady.