Lucien had nothing to hide.
"Your mom."
Ronan's face darkened. He was not in the mood to cuddle anymore. He wanted to pull away from Lucien, but he was still strapped to the bed so he had nowhere to escape to.
For once, Lucien did not plan to leave Ronan. The Alpha had no other option than to continue the conversation.
"Heh. Well, the belt might be stolen during the raid, indeed."
Lucien watched Ronan's expression with growing interest. "It seems that you know the responsible person behind the raid."
Ronan scoffed. Of course he knew. He knew more than Lucien thought.
"I also know their father."
"..."
Lucien was stunned. Thinking that Ronan was trolling him, he drilled Ronan with a judgmental look. To Ronan's great consternation, Lucien did not catch on at all until Ronan resentfully added, "I am talking about my father."
Oh.
Dane Silverback.
