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It makes me smile. I’m reminded vaguely of when Snake was little.
Fox would do whatever he liked whenever he liked, often without asking or telling anyone, but Snake preferred to be carried or to have his tiny hand held whenever he wanted to go from The Abyss into the forest, or to visit the river for a swim.
I take the boy’s tiny hand in mine carefully, and I walk crouched down, so I am not too tall or walking too fast. He giggles, and I cannot help but grin at how ridiculous this must look.
When I walk him along the hallway, he lets go of my hand and stands in front of the bathroom.
It’s dark inside. I remember seeing light switches on walls near doors, so I stand up and put my hand inside the room, feeling around until I hit the switch, and the room fills with light.
The little boy does not immediately go inside.
He looks at me with a serious face and says, “W-will you check for m-m-monsters?”
I nod, and step into the room, looking around and stepping back out.
“No monsters,” I tell him.
He lets out a relieved sigh and rushes into the room, slapping the door almost closed.
I can’t help but smile as memories of Snake and Fox flood through my thoughts.
I was not so much older than they were, but they acted so much younger.
I was never a monster to them, and it looks as if I am not a monster to these children, either.
It makes me feel a little more at home to know that we are not going to be treated differently here, like Scar always suspected we would. I am sure some people will have other reactions to us, but I do not think I care about those people.
The boy finishes up in the bathroom and steps back out with a big sigh.
“Okay, now I can go to bed,” he tells me, his stammer gone.
“Okay,” I tell him, letting him lead the way.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Snake
AssoonasFox’smother is inside the nursery with the children, Fox looks as if he is ready to go running back to Scar’s mother’s house, where our mate will be waiting for us.
I shake my head at him before Scar even gathers us to go over the next part of the plan.
“It’s time for the clean-up,” Scar says, looking at Fox pointedly.
My feline brother’s face falls. I do not know if he genuinely forgot about the dead bodies of the chimera, or if he would justlike toconveniently forget about all about that part of this task.
“Can’t it wait?” he complains.
I hiss in agreement that it is a tedious task.
It is also something that needs to be done, but Fox does not wish to hear that, so I will let Scar deliver that bad news.
“It has been a long night,” Scar admits. “But it will not be over until we have tidied up our mess.”
He is right. We cannot leave the bodies lying around to be found later.
It would traumatise one or more members of the pack we’re supposed to be protecting.
“It will not take long,” Scratch adds. “There are only three bodies to drag back to The Abyss this time.”
