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He puffs out a breath. “T-t-that place isn’t home.”
“It’s not?” I ask, wondering what he means.
I look around before I look back at him. “Where did you want to go?”
“With you,” he says, his voice low.
“With me?” I ask, surprised.
He nods slowly. “I d-d-don’t have a dad. Or a mom. They both d-d-died.”
“My mom and dad are both dead, too,” I admit.
“Where do you live?” he asks.
“Um, I’m not sure yet. I used to live someplace where I didn’t have a house, but I’m going to stay in Nightshade now.”
“Can I stay with you?” he asks, putting his pudgy little kid hands together and making a squishy cute face at me.
“I’ll be living with Lita, and those guys over there,” I warn him, pointing them out.
He looks and nods. “I like Lita.”
I can’t help but smile. “I like her, too.”
And I guess I’d better go see what my new mate and my brothers think about having a little kid around while we’re settling into Nightshade together.
Chapter Fifty-Four
Fox
I’lladmitIwasa little alarmed when Scar showed up outside the nursery with Lita in his arms. My mate looked like she’d showered in blood, and it turns out she kind of had. Snake gave out many impressed hisses when she explained how she killed Orion, including a new one that I hadn’t heard before. I’m filing it under ‘wow’ for now. We’ll see when it crops up again to compare.
“But you’re really okay?” I ask Lita, making sure I’m close enough that she can read my lips.
She smiles back at me. “I’m fine. I’m just tired, and my feet are a little sore.”
“I give good foot rubs,” I tell her.
She laughs. “Maybe later, once I’ve got all the glass out.”
“Glass?”
“Long story,” she says, looking like she’s a little tired to tell it.
I look up as Scratch approaches with a small wolf still in his arms.
“I thought you were putting Adam to bed?” I ask.
“So did I,” Scratch admits, ruffling the little guy’s hair with his knuckles. “But this little one asked if he could come and live with us. He said his mom and dad are dead.”
“That’s so sad,” I murmur.
Lita touches my arm and I look back at her.
“What is it?” she asks.
“Oh, um the little kid …”
