Einarr would pin his ears flat against his skull as Mercy intercepted him. He would scoff at her words -- easy for her to say! His mother was hardly even half of their alpha’s size. She was fighting a losing battle from the start; it wasn’t brave... It was plan foolish! He would watch the fight continue on with a helpless feeling, fur on end. It seemed his mother and Valentine were countering each other at every move until at last the slate blue man held her pinned. He could contain himself no further, skirting around Mercy and approaching the alpha.
“It’s over. She’s submitted so there’s no reason to drag this out.” He could give a damn if his actions were suspicions, if anyone had seen or heard the exchanges between himself and his mother. He would attempt to meet Valentine’s gaze, silently pleading with him to let Akemi go. She might have started this fight but the last thing he wanted was to see her hurt.
