“Calm down, kid. Your form won’t be as sharp as usual if you can’t control your emotions.”
The low voice was tinged with a teasing tone. However, Wolf was not in the mood for a small talk.
“I said, where is my son, you bastard.”
His question made Henry heave a long sigh. Then, he walked to the other side of the room before lifting something up. Suddenly, Wolf’s expression changed. His face was almost completely pale.
“As I said, I’m taking good care of him. See?”
He held the boy up to show him. And that almost made Wolf move his feet. Yet he stopped himself in time by telling himself that any unexpected movement would be a threat to their lives. Right now, he could only confirm how “safe” his son was.