[M] Stab yourself through the heart and bleed love
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The tension in the house was thick, almost thick enough to cut with a knife. It was something that he did not like and tried to avoid. This time he could not avoid it because it was his own family that was involved. His mate, His Jace was not feeling well and the pain she was feeling was making her irritable. He also knew that it was time, time for the new litter to be born. He had expected that there might be some issues and that their first litter may have to move out, but what was going to unfold would not be something that he would not be expecting.

The events that unfolded before Temo was more severe than he would have ever dreamed of that could happen. He would never had dreamed that Jace would have turned onto one of her own family with such anger and violence for any reason. Even when she paced and he could feel that she was getting upset he did not think things would get as bad as they did when she laid open his son's face.

It seemed like forever after all the children were vacated from the house that he debated with himself as to what he should do. It pained him to have seen what had just happened and it was beyond his experience. He did not know what to do as his eyes moved back and fourth between the door that the others went out of and Jace. It was only a few moments in real time and between the fight and the look in Jace's eyes, he thought it best not to approach her in her condition and it looked like she did not suffer to much injury from the scuffle.

He decided that Honrin could use some assistance and he grabbed some rags from the kitchen that he knew were clean and scooted out the door following his children. It was not hard to locate Honrin as he had not gone far and quickly moved next to him, opposite Keldava, one of his hands set on the back of his son's head so he could not jerk it away as his other placed the rags on the bleeding rents of his face and applied pressure to help staunch the flow of blood. His eyes looked around at the others and he wondered if his eyes reflected the pain and anguish that he was feeling at the moment.


Temo Wolfe

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