By the time I realized how withdrawn Parker had become, it was too late to reverse the damage. Dean was a good wolf. He wasn’t all that strong or powerful. He would have made a good educator or even a good healer, had Parker or I allowed him the training, but Parker wanted him to be a guard.
They fought over it. Parker realized he was pushing his son away and decided the best course of action was to push him right out the door. He kicked him out when he was sixteen.”
“Is that unusual?” A sixteen-year-old male would have already been considered an adult among the rogues.
“We tend to coddle juveniles in packs,” Troy admitted. “And I think Dean needed it. I found him housing and gave him the options that would have suited him, but he was set to leave.
He didn’t want to be near his father
