"I agree," Killian says without hesitation, stunning me into silence. "She does belong with you. You should have custody."
"What?" I blink, uncertain if I heard him right.
"I’ll gladly give you custody," he promises, stepping closer. "If you come back home. Where you belong."
I stiffen, fists curling at my sides. So that’s what he wants.
"I don’t belong to you," I spit.
"Oh, but you do," he says with quiet certainty. "You and the other pups. I don’t want our family divided."
"No." I shake my head. "I want Paisley. I want to take her back to the Dark Moon pack so I can finally move on with my life. It’s been on hold for far too long."
"You want to take her from me?" he growls, realizing what I’ve just said. "From the only home she’s ever known?"
"My life is with Dark Moon," I answer
