|@melodyxriver from here| Dark's anger dissipated once he saw fear on his husband face. Everyone else deserved to feel that fear, but not his husband. So the took a deep breath and collected himself, but on the inside he was still seething. His body wanted nothing more than to murder who ever the son of a bitch was.
"You know I don't care about complications, River. Some bastard has hurt you and for that they deserve to die, violently." Dark spoke more quietly now, as he brushed fingers through his husbands hair. "I'm not sure how you found where I was, but I'm glad you did. Are you okay?"
Dark finally looked down at the baby. "We should get the child in the cart. So it...she, can rest. Looks like you could use rest as well."







