was it you?

The young man regarded Sparrow much in the way his father would have except he was tiny and much less terrifying. Sparrow leveled her gaze at him. He reminded her more of an Azure-Terry kid than an Azure-Hanako kid, completely lacking any of his mother's charm or warmth. He only got her size. Really just the worst outcome genetically.

He asked if it was them who tore Hanako up. "The only thing of Hanako's I tore up was that ass and even that was years ago." She chuckled at her own joke, never mind that this was her kid, he was grown. "You'll have to be more specific," Sparrow said, dropping her smile, "What do you mean by 'tore up'? I thought your father had confined her in the stronghold safety of his pack." Maybe their guard was slipping. Maybe Azure, without the charming and dashing Sparrow to keep him on his toes, was losing his edge