Silas's POV
"Oh my, Silas, are you okay? How are you feeling now? My boy, you have become so much thinner. You will have to eat more," Dad said.
How can he say that? I am getting chubbier and he is calling me thinner. That's my dad. Even if I look ugly, he will call me beautiful.
"Whoa, Silas! Your belly has gotten very big. It's my first time seeing something like this. So, the pregnant omega looks like this,"
Orian said while touching my belly, sitting beside me. We were sitting in the drawing room on the sofa.
"Orian, by any chance, you are not making fun of me, right? 'Cause if you are, I am gonna sit on you, and you will be crushed under my weight."
"Dad, look! Now this Silas is threatening me," Orian complained.
