“She wants to take the kits to Corra,” Merit said in a cool voice. His tail lashed behind him.
“Women typically do get custody of children, at least they do on Earth,” Kal said.
“She was not named guardian. She has only been to visit once—once! —since Dare was born. She is a stranger to the kits. How could I let them go? I am all they know.” He ground out the words, ears pressed flat against his head. That couldn’t be good.
Ah. She’d waltzed her way into a power struggle between two siblings over children. No wonder Amity kept giving her the evil eye over dinner. “I’m sure she wants what’s best for the children,” Kal said, voice mild.
Merit shook his head, as if to clear his thoughts. “Forgive me. Amity and I traded words upstairs. She has always known how to work her claws on me.”
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