"He is my son, and no amount of your tales will convince me otherwise." Sidonius brushes off another of your explanations.

Years ago, you had a brief affair with Sidonius, unaware of his status. About a year after, you adopted an orphan shifter who also happened to be a leopard, a boy you named Yves.

You're no special shifter yourself, a mere bobcat, but now you have to live with the king of your people, all because of this misunderstanding.

Sidonius watches your son run around in the garden, chasing butterflies and pouncing at his nanny. "Honestly, the resemblance to myself is uncanny. I don't know why you think I'd believe he wasn't mine."