Hand in hand

It didn’t seem to Ty that Shaye intended to keep her nose out of what was a private affair between himself, his children, and his pack member but he would let Leera speak her piece. She cowered behind Shaye still and he would allow her to do so, but refused to let his children be passed back and forth like parcels to suit Shaye’s desires. If he needed to he would fight for them, but for now he simply sat and waited. She had aligned herself with a man that betrayed him and hadn’t waited long enough to give birth before throwing herself at another man, her guilt was as plain to him as the chocolate pointed markings on her body. He sat still, back straight, his recent wounds still visible on his chest and simply waited.

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