I want answers

Mom’s dead, Azure is dead. The words hit Sirius like a blow. The fresh wound in his heart was gouged into by the abrupt words of his youngest son. I’m here because your here The boy was dropping a ton of revelations onto him tonight. He looked to his boy with a mixture of love and frustration. He could hardly blame Ko for wanting to hold him close. Sirius, possessive bastard, wanted to do the same.

The Warlord patted the bed next to him, inviting his son up to the bed beside him. It was a small space, but he had already proved it could accommodate another wolf. When his son did so, Sirius wrapped a paw about him and held him close, placing his muzzle over his shoulder. “You’ll always be mine.” he promised softly, meaning the possessive words as a comfort.


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