2/28/2025, 5:16 PM
Good gods!Eight! Eight! Eight children, all belonging to this man! Her mind reeled, and she almost wanted to ask after the poor woman who’d done all that bearing. Then, of course, she remembered. Wolves. Wolves had litters. Right, right, eight almost made sense if she thought about it that way. And he said there was more before! Before..
Oh, oh my. My apologies, I..that sounds obscenely difficult.To lose children with their mother, she couldn’t even imagine it. She’d outlived her own mother and father both, but she remembered the toll it took on her mother. Tyr explained he did not believe the children all his, and part of her melted. She smiled, though she knew it could not be seen.
And you care for them anyway. Many men I have known would throw them out the door the first time their blood was questioned.He seemed a better sort than what she knew anyway. Steren felt that drowsy feeling sweep over her, and she fought to stay aloft, above that tempting black sea. She scrambled for something else to say.
Though, I hope you’ve enough hands to tend to them all.Did wolves tend to their children? She’d never studied them.