Remus wasn't spared as the instant he ran past Cynric towards Arabella, his father's firm hand gripped him by the fur of the neck. The boy squeaked while his feet kicked the air.
"Please, don't hurt him!" Arabella took a step forward, but Silas' arm rose before her and stopped further distance from being cut between them and the wolf people.
The vampire could only be thankful the attention wasn't on him as he was sure his expression betrayed him.
For some reason, watching the child's features twist and his body squirm did not please him in the slightest.
the stinging twinge that took a hold of his entrails at the sight refused to leave him.
"I know he looks all small and mooshy, but make no mistake, your bones would have stood no chance against the speed at which he ran in your direction," Remus commented, his eyes harsh, focused on his son.
