my mistakes

”I needed your forgiveness.” He spoke softly as he held tightly to his daughter, the pride he had in her nearly overwhelming. She had blossomed into a wonderful woman so much so he could scarcely believe. Theory was an impressive wolf, but she’d been through so much to get here, and Rhyme felt like he’d hardly been there to help at all. He’d been weak and she had suffered for it, but the hard part was over. There were parts of themselves that they would never get back, part of Rhyme had died with Shaye, that was something he couldn’t deny. Theory’s childhood had been ripped from her and she would never have that innocence ever again. ”I promise.” He told her softly, there was nowhere else he would rather be. Someday he’d be reunited with Shaye, but he was determined for it to be far off. He was needed here, and Rhyme wouldn’t move on until the time was right. ”I’m not going anywhere.”