Ravensblood Forest Some Good Ol’ Family Bonding

Derg grunted. It didn't matter that it may or may not have been possible or impossible.
Wolves would try anything to eat.
"Next time," he promised. 

He let Donovan help Nemisis, only giving help when he saw it fit; which wasn't much.
If he touched her, he feared she may try and spin it on him that he liked her.
He couldn't be bothered with that shit.