He would break contact with her, words leaving his lips, his tone equally dangerous. It only worked to fuel her anger. He dared to bring up her own grandchildren. But thats where he was wrong. "My grandchildren have a home and parents." She would finally turn to look at him as he took a step back. His dark lips curled back as his hackles lifted. Them? Amarant had left too. Not that is really bothered her if he stayed or left, she had only housed them because Kylar had dragged them home. A home where they did not belong, where they didn't fit in. His voice was wiped clean of emotion, though his words were hard. "Amarant must have left on his own terms." She would state, a single shoulder lifting in a shrug. "Colten not only sired a bastard, but attacked me." Lips curled back to expose fangs, words coming out in a hiss. "Perhaps if you pulled your head out of your ass, you would know that." She flung toxic words at him, eyes narrowing to slits, raging oozing from her every pour.
