Chapter 16Despite being on the last leg of his flight to find Riley, Russell and his bear agreed that sitting in a too small airplane seat did not feel right. He wanted to roar, to s***h things with his claws.
Warm, hard fingers rested on his arm. “Be at ease, son,” his father said again. “Panic will not bring her back, nor remove her safely from her brother.”
“I know,” Russell growled. “It just kills me, Father. We've been in each other's minds and dreams since we met. Being shut out…”
“I know,” Norman replied. “Your mother and I shared dreams for years. When she died…”
The old man fell silent. Despite his own distress, Russell couldn't help but notice his father's obvious grief. He had assumed his parents' mating had been more political than personal. Looks like not. He would never h
