"Sophia and I are getting married" Alaric voice out and the two men who were deep into their conversations turned immediately they heard his words.
Senior master Quinn whose face held a small smile narrowed his eyes this time his smile was eriee and creepy as he looked at his son who was looking back at him. Their eyes locked and gunpowder flew in the air.
The old man who heard of this turned to his granddaughter who seemed to want to break the record of the largest amount of food one can fit into a tiny mouth.
His aged eyes moved across her face trying to see a hint of rejecting but the girl whose mouth was filled up paused for a second before turning to her grandfather and nodding her head at him indicating she agreed.
The old man laughed, happiness bouncing out of his misty eyes but senior master Quinn kept a cold smile not accepting nor denying.
"The wedding will probably be in some months, so..."
"In two weeks" alaric interrupted his father and senior master Quinn eyes chilled like they could freeze over hell. the old general noticed what was going on and tried to persuade Alaric to listen to his father.
"My boy your father is right two weeks is too close setting up the venue..."
"don't worry about that it will be a small wedding and all the preparations will be handled by me" Alaric didn't care about manners while interrupting the old man.
Sophia who heard him speak felt relieved yet guilty. He knew what she wanted without the need for her to speak and she felt grateful to the cold man who sat beside her like a big thigh she had to clinch on to but snapped out of her thoughts when she remembered this man could be a potential threat to her child and her.
She knew the sooner the better as she didn't want a bulging pregnancy tummy to hinder her dess that day and she didn't want to be called a s*** whose only way of clinging onto a big thigh was with the use of a child.
Sophia knew how rich Alaric was and how his lifestyle had too many paparazzis in it and she knew and some days it will be found out that the world second richest man is married. Being cyber-bullied was worse than being locked up in a four layered house.
"Why do you want to marry so fast" senior master Quinn asked trying to act calm but it was getting obvious that he was starting to lose his self control.
"Because I don't want any other man converting what's mine" Alaric's voice was strong and sharp not at all faltering. Sophia raise her head and her eyes widened in surprised at the man's ambiguous words. They weren't even married yet he was calling her his already.
"We have to leave now, something calls for my urgent attention" senior master Quinn excused himself immediately he noticed his phone ring with a notification.
"Oh, I'll see you out then" the old man was about to stand up after grabbing his stick but was waved back down by senior master Quinn who smiled at him.
"Don't worry dear friend" senior master Quinn spoke with his calm voice and gestured for Alaric to follow.
Alaric touched Sophia one more time before getting up and saying his good byes.
When Alaric got into the car the two men sitting at the back seat of the beautiful black car with a gold license plate let out their auras and death seemed to be the easiest and fastest method of escaping them.
After the driver drove for a while with sweat covering his forehead senior master Quinn ordered the driver to park and leave the car. The driver rushed to do as he was asked happy to leave the car for the two gods.
"What are you trying to do" senior master Quinns Voice was still calm like a person who has been hammered with self control since he was young.
"What else does it look like? I'm getting married of course, or is something wrong with your ear now?" Alaric wasn't nice with his words, he wasn't one to have a facade.
"Do you think openly showing your care for her is enough to state your claim"
"I don't care about whatever it is you do but if any of your affairs affect her I'll make sure you die and this time I'll make sure you remain dead" Alaric voice held superiority over senior master Quinns but the cold man stared ahead.
"You are starting to stray after that whore of a mother of yours has been staying with you"
"You call her a whore yet you're the one with the bastard outside, quite hypocritical might I add"
"Now it makes me realise how high you held that girl in your heart, high enough to follow me for a family dinner for the first time"
"Have you ever been told you talk too much" Alaric words weren't minced and he quickly tried to shut the man up not wanting things to get out of hand for his little vixen.
"Hm, she is very interesting"
"My word stands, afterall only the dead talks no more and harms no one" Alaric was ready to make whats his, stay his.