Ouroboros Spine a lonely company

Small PP, I can edit if not okay! Xo

The diminutive creature before him slunk lower under his scrutinizing gaze.  His presence, while at times commanding, didn’t usually elicit such reactions, and only until she spoke did he fully understand perhaps why she remained in such a submissive stance before him. Her eyes cast downward – it was almost as if he could feel the jolt of her heartbeat as she spoke, and he felt his own features darken with a frown.
 
Rowan Mayfair.
 
He had never truly believed the woman when she claimed her pups had been his father’s. That, coupled with the need to assure Aria had been the two reasons the swarthy Mayfair had escorted her from their home and toward Silver Creek – though she had given him the run around. While he was pleased to know she had found a home with his brother, the shadowrunner was uncertain if he could call his twin family any longer – not after the words that had been spoken. The drama that had encompassed the fiery girl’s conceiving and birth was enough to stir the stoical wolf’s jaw to tighten, and he considered his words before responding.
 
“Look at me.” It was a command – though his words were gentle as they preened at the girl. When her green eyes would flash toward him, as if his father and Deirdre were once more looking to him – the murky steel of green and shades of blue.
 
He softened then, noting her excitement, and uncertain of where he stood with not only the girl before him, but those who raised him. It now only became painfully obvious how wrong he had been – and that Rowan and she had possibly suffered for it. “You have his eyes,” he finally said, allowing his stocky form to settle back upon his haunches. “I’m surprised your mother even told you about me.”