Redsand Canyon Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason

It was too much. It would be so easy, and she could feel the urge settling with uncomfortable temptation. She could hurt Bronco with Killdeer in a way she herself no longer seemed able to touch him because, apparently, their son was all he had wanted to being with. You shouldn't be his. He doesn't have the right. Coward.

She wanted to stay. But if she did, she wouldn't be able to resist the impulse that was winning out, the one that told her to lay all of her mate's shortcomings bare and let their son decide.

She wouldn't. So it was a horrible mother instead.

She listened to him leave and turned to do the same. She couldn't stop the tears and didn't bother trying. They wouldn't change any of this and she was too tired to care anymore. It was time for her to disappear for a while. Every step was a mistake that she had no choice but to make, and she felt every single one viscerally, a knife to her core.

last for me!