Northstar Vale forgiver

The man stirred to know that his daughter had witnessed this fight between Antigone and Reyson.

Protective and swift, the redstone wolf pressed his dark nose to her figure. He tested her muscles with tentative prods, careful checking gestures. His eyes were clouded with worry. The sting of the bite on his snout was a reminder of the white hot anger he had felt from his firstborn son.

Were all Galanis men made with such rage?

Shh, my love. Tell me what they said. Tell me what happened, he urged her. Arsenio’s voice was gentle and patient. Antigone said that Reyson hurt him. Is this true?