Hit the ground running

He was immediately taken aback by his sister's response to his question and for a moment he simply gaped at her audacity. Time away from him and the rest of the men in their family had clearly undone all the work they had tried to put into making her into what she needed to be. Of course he remembered the night that his father had sent her away and he still disagreed with his father's decision for this exact reason. Sure, no man in their band wanted to deal with her, but now he was going to have to start completely over with training her to act as a woman should and he had no one to blame for that than his father. He should have just kept Tamsyn there or killed her. After all the trouble she had put the whole band through he was pretty sure the leader would have forgiven him - even if it was against the religion's laws.

The next question that left his sister's stupid mouth was what finally made him snap. After all this time, she asked about that useless woman? She had one task to make herself worth something and she couldn't even accomplish that - why would he care where Iona was? "She's dead," he spat with a growl. "At least she had the decency to just die when she proved herself to be worthless, unlike you." With a snarl he rushed toward her with his jaws reaching for her neck. He was going to remind his sister where her place in this world was and finally finish what his father had started. Now that he was out from under the fucking eyes of the stiff, religion following, older men of their family he could finally do what he had been craving for years.