The Sunspire i dreamt i was an architect.

Summer took a deep breath as Jace shared his fears. It seemed they were indeed very similar to his own, which made him feel even more unsettled. He had yet to realize it, but the boy often took his cues from the beta. He was not someone who liked to get attached to others, not after the losses he had experienced in his life, and also the burden of the pain he could cause them when they cared back and he hurt them with the mental illnesses that ailed him. But it happened anyway. He would deny it, but it was true.

"I'd say so," Summer replied with a small frown. His words brought up the memory of Magpie, causing a faint twinge of hurt that the boy hadn't quite let go of yet. "I'm sure it won't come to that," he said a moment later, "Ferdie wouldn't put us through that again. If he comes, he'll have a place in the pack, or he'll take his mate and go."

Summer wasn't certain how true his words really were, but he trusted the man. He had done right during the Creek debacle by returning the captives. He hadn't put his personal desire to get vengeance on the Creek by keeping those wolves when they were suffering. Ferdie wouldn't put his personal desire to raise children above his pack's well-being.

It suddenly occurred to him how he probably had come off in describing what should be done if the father came looking for his children. He gave a quick glance at Jace and added quickly, "At least... that's what he'll probably do... I bet," he mumbled.

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