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indent No one was afraid anymore. Gabriel found that a bold-faced lie. He himself feared—feared for his family, and feared those things he could not control. In place of that fear he had put God, and time and time again, God had given him proof and shown him the truth. Still, he did not fear this boy. He feared no man in this land, except for perhaps his father—Ahren was a wildcard, an unpredictable firebomb, a blitzkrieg waiting to come down. If his father ever turned against Inferni, it would be the end for them all.
indent That was why he had made sure to keep that madman on his side. Smiling placidly, though his gold-yellow eyes remained dark, the Aquila flicked an ear indifferently. He completely ignored the first question. For the one he loved? Talitha was his daughter. Still, there was no reason to let that be known. Showing weakness was something he could not do—that was an alpha thought, one that belonged to his wolf blood. Perhaps he was not so unlike his father after all.
indent He remembered the name, and the day he and Kaena had chased the boy away. He remembered finding him later, and seeing him twice after, as an adult. This was the fifth.
“She vanished,” he said plainly.
“So have the wolves accepted you after all?”
indent No one was afraid anymore. Gabriel found that a bold-faced lie. He himself feared—feared for his family, and feared those things he could not control. In place of that fear he had put God, and time and time again, God had given him proof and shown him the truth. Still, he did not fear this boy. He feared no man in this land, except for perhaps his father—Ahren was a wildcard, an unpredictable firebomb, a blitzkrieg waiting to come down. If his father ever turned against Inferni, it would be the end for them all.
indent That was why he had made sure to keep that madman on his side. Smiling placidly, though his gold-yellow eyes remained dark, the Aquila flicked an ear indifferently. He completely ignored the first question. For the one he loved? Talitha was his daughter. Still, there was no reason to let that be known. Showing weakness was something he could not do—that was an alpha thought, one that belonged to his wolf blood. Perhaps he was not so unlike his father after all.
indent He remembered the name, and the day he and Kaena had chased the boy away. He remembered finding him later, and seeing him twice after, as an adult. This was the fifth.
“She vanished,” he said plainly.
“So have the wolves accepted you after all?”