CHAPTER 203 Torn Two Ways

  ~ RIG ~

  I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt more conflicted.

  I’d been mad about Stephen calling me little bro again, and yet there was a part of me that wanted to grin and flip on my back, bare my balls and urge him to take over. A part of me that maybe understood, just a little bit, why he’d taken the chance to just duck and run when Dad came at him.

  Only a part, though.

  As much as I had admired my brother and who he was, as much as he was responsible for teaching me to have a heart, instead of my father’s cruel ambition, the truth was, that had all been a boy’s view of his big brother. Hearing this story, knowing the lay of the land—understanding how all of this affected wolves, especially the wolves I loved… I was stunned that Stephen could walk away.