Shielding the Secret Son

Donovan's POV.

Heads turned, conversations stopped, and the soft music playing in the background seemed to fade.

I rose from my seat instinctively, my stomach twisting into knots. Dominic, seated next to me, froze. He looked like a deer caught in headlights, his gaze darting to me, silently pleading for some kind of guidance. I knew he felt out of place…how could he not? This wasn’t supposed to ha