Gabriel remained still despite the boy’s nervous movements. He observed him through sharp eyes, waiting for the answer. It surprised him to hear it was the child’s mother. Experience had shown him otherwise. Women so often put themselves after their children, something he had always found a weakness. Yet to imagine that someone might so brutally attack their own child was beyond him—emotional scars went far deeper than even the damage that had been done to the child.
With a bullish snort, the Aquila flicked an ear. “Your mother was a fool,” he said bluntly. “You’re barely old enough to learn how to hunt.” No one should expect that from a child. Gabriel had even provided for that waste of life Andre when Kaena had disappeared. The sable male cocked his head as the boy erased his crude drawing. “If you really want to help, you can start learning some skills and figure out where you fit in this clan.” Kaena had made that decision for him by appointing him a Lykoi. Inferni would be his home until he chose to make it otherwise.
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