Chapter 332

“He’s a good father,” I said watching Bane patiently teach the five young ones. “It is a shame he was kept from it.”

“Is he not Daddy?” Damien asked passing me a cup.

I smiled at Damien’s use of the word. While we sat I taught them the different names for a male breeder in English and how I would have used them. There was no equivalent in their language, so they used my words. It would have served no purpose to have such variety of phrasing here, males were just sperm donors.

We made it to the cabin in the late afternoon. The small squat building was old and well-used. This building had no windows, which I was sure would make it feel cramped on the inside. I hoped the inside was roomier than the outside looked. With eleven of us here it seemed it might feel full very quickly.

Bane and Damien took the boys inside and taught them how to check the rooms for pests. You had to find any cracks that a Scar could crawl into. The dwelling had to be safe enough for you