Chapter 25. Meeting My Son

Nolan’s POV

Walking through the pathway lost in my own thoughts of Evelyn and what had just happened between us, I wondered if her mother would allow me to visit. Then I quickly shook my head and, reminding myself that since she had fallen unwell, she wanted her privacy and refused to see anyone other than her own children.

As I pondered, Tristan became restless but it was different this time. Not like when Evelyn was close by. The scent of fresh earth and a small hint of sweetness wafted through the air causing my nostrils to flare. A strange urge to protect whatever it was, overwhelmed me.

“Pup.” Tristan growled.

I turned around and my breath caught in my throat as my eyes rested on a small child with eyes as big as saucers. There he was, a miniature version of myself and my beloved Evelyn.

“Excuse me, are you my daddy?” The small child suddenly asked, his voice like a delicate whisper.

The question echoed in my mind and felt as if though