The journey to Cercatori had been a shambles. But what did he care. Skye was nothing but a whore and the pups were nothing but bastards. And his father. Well... He didn't know what to think of him any more. The man he'd once fear and respect had do so much wrong (at least in Tony's mind that Tony was considering that maybe he didn't deserve it? As a leader, yes. But perhaps not as a father or a man. And Alyssum. Tony was unsure of her as it stood. She'd gained leadership and mateship quickly which was odd to say the least.
His family. The one he was born into was imperfect. This was unavoidable. An absent mother, a 'womanising' father, a sister who was a stoner and a brother which was both of the former. His brother was a killer (though Tony didn't believe it had been on purpose) and Fia wasn't to be seen either.
But the family he had created. Neela. Luca. Isla. Grynn. Callum. They were absolutely perfect in every way.
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