Nate leaned on the doorframe, trying to control his temper. The wounds on his mate's shoulders troubled him more than anything.
He wanted to grab the little girl and shake her until she realised what she was doing.
How did she dare hurt Lara?
He took a deep breath and tried calming down.
He was in the kitchen, alone with the calmer pup.
That one didn't try to kill him. And he didn't hurt Lara.
Moreover, he had her eyes. It was enough for Nate to decide he was his favourite among the two. Even if he was glaring and visibly unhappy about him.
«We won't let you get mommy,» the little one commented. «If Scarlet doesn't kill you, I will.»
Oh, awesome. Nate sighed in his heart.
Not that he couldn't understand them. He was unhappy about sharing his mate with them as well. But he was an adult and knew it couldn't be helped.
If the deal to have Lara was to accept the whole family, he was ready. He would have learned how to be a proper father if needed.
