TARRION
"Um Tarrion?" Sahp asked, her voice edged in concern. I turned to her and she pointed at a now awake Kyle. Already? "What are we going to do?"
I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose between my thumb and index finger. "Tie him to a tree or something. He is not getting into the tent." I turned to the others. "I might need some help." Why didn't I just kill the little slug and get it over with? He didn't deserve any better. Because you can't. I smirked. "With any luck he'll get picked up the Supervisors and we can live in peace."
That earned me a few skeptic glances, but he was most certainly on my bad side. My bad side was not a place you wanted to be, especially if you're hurting my family and the girl I loved.
Logan sighed. "To a tree?"
"Doesn't look like there are many other places to tie him, and we don't really have a shortage of trees. I don't care if we have to build him a cage, he's not getting into the tent."
"What about the beasts? Or the wolves?" Gemma asked.
I shook my head. "We haven't seen any in a while." But what if? "We'll think of something. For now he's getting tied to a tree. Tightly."
