A belated birthday gift for @desperatelyseekingcannibals
The move from Denmark had done nothing for Lucas’s mood. He still found himself shying away from most contact, preferring a detached sort of existence even at his place of employment. The scent blockers didn’t do much but they kept omegas from coming up to him, the alpha hiding as a beta.
He didn’t trust anyone, not really, and spent evenings alone calling Marcus every other day to see how his son was faring.
Marcus was on a visit when he spotted the ad hanging off the side of a bulletin board on their way from the grocery.
Beginner Art Classes. Free first lesson! Call Aiden at 777-564-3498
Lucas could remember playing at drawing in his youth, mostly animals and occasionally his friends in silly situations.
“Oh dad, can we?”
He never could say no to his son.