Ivy.
Fifteen years...
Fifteen years since the war, and every day, I tried to atone for the shit I had done prior. I could play innocent and act like I hadn’t done anything to cause it all, but I’d be fucking lying. Not only to those around me but also to myself.
The day Kara told me my children were to be sent to the land of the gods when they turned eighteen, I made a silent pact to prevent it. They were my children, and I was determined to make sure their lives were their own.
Even if I wanted to strangle them on more than one occasion for their defiance, among other things. “Damn it, Pollux! Where are you?”
Storming through the house, I looked for the eldest of my six children and found, while gifted and the future of our pack, he never seemed to be where he was supposed to be.
