Stavanger Bay Happy Days Spent

Thistle listened but didn't say anything already deciding that she wasn't going to say anything ever again about who the child's father was. The irritation and anger at herself and from Ragnar was just to much to handle. She was sick of being on her husbands shit list so to speak so she was doing her best to rectify it. Tveir shrunk back slightly when the other wolf moved quickly thinking he was going to attack him for being to close.

Thistle looked at him with a funny expression yes I know it isn't. It was a practice that the alpha before Ragnar practiced. But we lost her tragically. Thistle left it at that, she didn't need to tell the boy of the child's parentage, it was none of his concern. If Ragnar wanted to later so be it, she wondered briefly if that was part of RAgnar's irritation but shook it off. He had accepted the children and that was all that mattered, he could have claimed her before the other did, but he hadn't so what was she to do about it, but give him more children of his own for the rest of her child bearing years that's all she could do, and she would do it to the best of her abilities.