"Yes, we can take a short trip there with Deimos's family." Phobos gazes away from me diverting his attention out the window behind my being insinuating that he is not interested in this. Italy is a sour topic to him for that is where I fled to leaving him behind and birthed his male. He finds the pack there to be his enemies no matter the number of times I have explained to him that this is not the case.
"Phobos, please. For me." His jaw tenses when I plead with him as he shoves his fingers through his locks with frustration. I know I shouldn't force him into doing something he is uncomfortable with but I need him to visit those wolves at least once so he can see how wonderful they are.
"If this is what you wish, I shall accompany you." He speaks with an unfeeling flatness in the tone of his voice like a mechanical device of some sort made to accept my every wish.
