The woman's face twisted and Bailee's tongue became heavy. "Get off my son", she snarled. The she wolf took purposeful steps toward the children. She raised an arm when she was an arm-length away. She staggered when another grabbed her wrist. “You”, she growled at Linus, “unhand me.”
“Or what?” He tilted his head. He was calm in the face of her stirring rage. “What were you going to do to Bailee?”
“She’s on my son.”
“They were playing”, Linus glanced at the kids. They sat aside from the adults, watching the exchange tensely. “Bailee get over here”, he nodded to her. She quickly scrambled to her feet and hid behind him. “We’re going back early today.”
“Okay”, she nodded back.
The woman’s sharp eyes flitted between Linus and the girl. Their eyes were the same. She ripped her hand out of
