While violence had been part of his upbringing, given the abuse suffered daily at his own family’s hands, Larkspur had been instructed never to strike or harm this woman or his children. Misery had been very clear about this with such vehemence that he had never thought to question it. Even if he could draw a logical conclusion to play blame, his brain did not work in such a way. Wretch’s disappearance was the fault of outside forces. Tak always had a hand in these things, and it would suit the dark god to take the only child touched by Ankh and lead her into the dark.
It was with this in mind that they returned home, Larkspur thinking of what he would do in the days to come. Inferni likely had a hand in this. The coyotes would tell him if they had touched his daughter or he would rip them asunder; it would be simple. He wanted to find his daughter desperately and would kill to do so. Yet there were other duties to attend to, other things he needed to assure himself of before challenging the clan that had destroyed his image of Dahlia and killed Haku Soul.
The coyote had waited up and nervously greeted the pair as they returned. Larkspur barely acknowledged her presence.
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