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The love between a mother and her son was something that Gabriel could not fathom. He did not love anything or anyone as deeply—he had before, but over the years his heart had hardened and become distant. To know such a thing was to make one vulnerable. Would she raise up arms against her son? Would she ever kill him? Kaena had proven to Gabriel she couldn’t do such a thing. Gabriel most certainly would not hesitate to slaughter those who did his family harm, be they blood or not.
Gently, Gabriel continued. “She’s alive. She’s as hurt and confused as you are.” Why shouldn’t she be? The woman had become a surrogate mother for that monster. The Aquila’s eyes dimmed for only an instance, as if recalling something. Curiously, the answer was an eloquent one. “He acts as his blood demands.” the wolfish male continued. “Who is his father?” There was a suspicion within him, but he feared the answer.
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