“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”
stopping dead in his tracks as he heard the older wolf's words, cary found himself wondering if this was how his father had felt when his teenaged-self had been going through that stereotypical rebellious phase? the urge to roll his eyes to the sky above and swear beneath his breath?
but there was a big difference between his younger self wanting to disregard his father's rules and what cary was trying to do right now. yes, he had asked his father to stay within the confines of their camp, yes, he had asked him not to go into the city limits - not yet at least.
not until cary got ahead of this situation before niklaus started seeing enemies in the shadows once more.
turning on his heels, the wolf blew out a frustrated breath, claiming a log as a seat on the opposite side of the fire from his father.
' i need to speak with niklaus. i need to make sure that he doesn't believe you're a ploy of his mother's again. trust that what i'm doing is for the best and stay here, please - i am trusting you to do what i ask. '
' don't make me sequester you, father. i may not be able to keep an eye on you twenty-four-seven, but i have lieutenants that can. '