His eyes swung to the door when he heard it open and tears burned his eyes as he watched both Mason and Tye sneak into his room. When they reached his bed, they slip beneath the covers. Pretending to be asleep, he lay unmoving as Mason slid in next to him and Tye next to India. A smile played over his lips, even through the pain, he watched as somehow Tye managed to move over India without waking her and wiggles himself in between them. Poor little souls, they were scared witless and must think their lives were a nightmare. Damn their bloody mother, how could she do this to two innocent children? His lips turned up in contempt. She didn’t give a damn about any of them. Look what she already did to him and his other brothers and especially Traye. Poor Traye he would be the one suffering the most having their mother back in their lives. Well, by God, he would not let her destroy Tye or Mason’s innocence nor would he let her ruin the happiness that he and his brother’s were finally able to obtain.
