Larksong Grotto With apple blossom in her hair

this was endless. Cas wanted to snap at Reek to shut the fuck up, chase him away, kill him to end all the problems he'd heaped on the Creek wolves, but his focus remained on the girls. the fatass female who addressed the Creek daughters coldly was begging to catch hands, however, but Cas fought that desire as well. his ears flicked toward Saena, who provided a firm and yet impassioned response; Reek had ruined Laurel and hurt Indra, and for that alone Casmir hoped that his cousin would not honor the promise she had made here.

he himself took another tactic, jerking his dark muzzle toward the pregnant bitch at Reek's side. "you heard it from her, girls. she doesn't love you. you think Reek is gonna keep treating you like a special girl when his kids are born, Laurel?" Cas murmured, fixing the aloof pup with a firm gaze. "you and i both know that's not going to happen.  he couldn't even wait to steal you guys, and not because he loves you, but because he wants to hurt your mom."

"is that the kinda person you wanna hang around?" Cas went on, glancing between the earthen-hued child and the ruddy one. "your mom got sick, yeah, but you know what? as soon as she was better, she came straight looking for you guys. you think Reek is gonna do that when his new brats are here?" his eyes were on Laurel now, but he shifted his gaze to Indra. "your mom is right. i remember when you guys were born. she would have, and still would, do absolutely anything for you all. you are her heart, and your place is at the Creek, where you have your own roles and can grow into the wolves you were meant to be. come home, please, guys," he murmured, ears falling back again. "i love you both."