"When he does come," Silas continued, "Do not try to interfere with anything that happens,"
"What… Do you mean?" even the words hesitated in her throat.
"Once the boy will be in his father's care, anything that happens between them is considered a domestic matter and we are not to intrude,"
Her hands squeezed the pendant around her neck harder as his words announced the colors, "I'd only told him he wouldn't be punished as a motivation device. I hadn't realized there was a real chance his father would… Actually do it," her voice simmered down to whispering range.
"He deserted his pack and ran onto private property, owned by vampires no less. The incident has the potential of igniting a war between clans if not quelled properly,"
Silas lay Remus on one of the infirmary beds. The instant his body touched the mattress, he turned and curled towards the other side, sticking both hands together between his cheek and pillow.
