Chapter 193

LUCIAN’S POV If someone had told me that I would be sitting across from my mate’s father with this much hatred coiled tight in my chest, I would’ve told them to shut the fuck up and mind their business. Yet here I was, seated in my own house, my jaw locked, my hands clenched together so tightly my knuckles ached, staring at a man who had managed to disappoint me more in one night than most people do in a lifetime. Michael Parker sat across from me, posture stiff, eyes sharp…those same eyes that look exactly like Maya’s eyes. The resemblance struck me like a slap every time I looked at him. He leaned back against the chair in my office, staring back at me. “I asked to see Elora, not you, Lucian.” Elora. Not his daughter. He had never once treated her like one, and judging by the way he carried himself now, that hadn’t changed. I laced my fingers together slowly, grounding myself. “You can’t see her.” His brows drew together. “I can’t see my daughter?” A bitter laugh tore out of me befor