LYRA'S POV

I expected him to ask me what exactly I wanted to talk about, but instead, he just gaped at me like he had no clue, or that we didn't have a son together.

"Evan..." I supplied with a questioning tilt of my head paired with a quizzical gaze.

He snorted. "Do we have any other son together?"

I shrugged. "I don't know...do we have any at all?"

His face clouded with anger. "Don't act cute with me." He growled, his eyes flashing as though I hadn't just suggested the obvious.

He was ...