End of the line

He had let it slide when Emile hadn't come to the last pack meeting before Resin's death. He had been concerned when Emile hadn't show up after he called to introduce his children to Serenity, but he had let that slide as well. He hadn't enforced a lot of rules or laws in the pack. As long as everyone contributed to the pack in some form or fashion then he was content. He had looked for Emile many times, attempted to have conversations with him a couple of times, nothing ever came of it. When Emile hadn't come to let him introduce Eska as his mate that had felt like the last straw. He was frustrated and concerned in equal measure and he was at the tipping point to see which emotion would win out.

His morning was spent hunting down his son, putting everything else on hold to finally confront him on this. He had been as patient as he possibly could. He understood that his mother disappearing was difficult - his mate and daughter were gone, he understood that pain. However, even he had a limit to his patience. He finally spotted the blonde, brindled boy in the plains and he walked over to him, his silver gaze stern. "Emile," he said firmly, coming to sit in front of him. He had tried being gentle and warm far too many times to count and that clearly was getting him nowhere. If it was a reality check the boy needed then that's what he would give them. "We need to talk."

Ulric Adravendi