"God damnit.." Griffin hissed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked up at the monitorwatchingin the tiny fluttering heartbeat as it thrummed a strong and steady rhythm.

"Are you sure it's mine?" He asked with a soft sigh, knowing it was a stupid question.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. This wasn't part of the plan. You were just a distraction, something to lose himself in while Zina worked to undo The Serpent Order's programming in his mind. He never wanted to complicate things even more than they already were. Or, so he told himself.

How could he be a father when he couldn't even trust his own mind, when he was a danger to himself and others? And with you, the one person he was sure deserved better than him

He didn't want this. Couldn't want this.