Tea time

The bomb that Hattori had dropped on her had left her greatly shaken. She knew her son was not her ex-husband, that much was evident considering he’d simply chosen to leave, rather than cheat or manipulate Ashen into the place that he wanted it to be. All she wanted for her child was his happiness, and if this was going to bring him greater peace and happiness, then she supported him. She did picture her grandchildren in the back of her mind and she felt like she was being torn in two. It was not an easy choice that she had to make, and there was only one wolf who she felt she could turn to.

Kiyo poked her head into Magnus’ den, dropping the bag that had a few cups and a leather pouch of freshly brewed, warm tea in it on the ground. ”Magnus, do you have a moment to share some tea with me?” she asked, her voice gentle.