My Heart

Rhyme returned to the beach at the slower moving part of the rapids to find Motif. He had stolen Poem earlier to take her and Theory on a bit of a training session and now he was fulfilling his promise to take Motif as well. The girls were doing well, their training progressed well. However now that he had the both of them in front of him training at the same time he wondered if Theory would take the warrior’s path. If Poem didn’t take that path he’d happily eat Imperia’s nest. She reminded him so much of when he was younger, how much he’d looked up to his father and dreamed of being just like him one day.

The slate alpha tried to bury those memories deeper down. Now a days he suppressed his memories of Imperium and his father. He was forging his own path and creating a brighter future for his children. He vowed they would not go through what had been forced on him. They would never be beholden to a master, and he would never abandon them because of a name.

He felt his hackles raising and he forcefully lowered them as he approached Motif and her salamanders. Rhyme put on a smile as he looked down at her from the bank of the river. ”Ready for training, little one?”