“You don’t know?” His lip curls in a nasty sneer at Raincloud’s words. Exactly how many stallions had she been tarting it up with, that she didn’t know who the father of her bastard child is? He considers striking her, but is caught off guard when Raincloud very willingly agrees to give the child over Waylan. He’s even more surprised when she actually strikes the ridiculous child herself.
He pauses for a moment, eyeing her, unsure if this is a ploy, or if she truly does care so little for the girl. But he shakes his head and turns back to Waylan. It matters not what Raincloud’s true feelings for the girl are. The girl is Waylan’s now.
But Waylan …
Zayn’s face grows stony at his son’s words. He’d thought to give his son a gift, but to have it thrown so disrespectfully back in his face? “You will watch your tone. I don’t expect you to breed with her fool boy. I expect you to use her as practice.” He’s tempted to strike the insolent boy as well, but he doesn’t bother. He knows Waylan would just make himself invisible and go crying to his mother.
“She will be yours to do with as you please Waylan. Experiment with her … figure out what makes her tick, what makes her shy away, what makes her submissive.” He snarls as the boy insults him, teeth gnashing angrily. “She might be a mistake, but she is a good learning opportunity. For the both of us. I will certainly not be so trusting,” he eyes Raincloud momentarily, “again. And as for you, well, I think you will learn much from her.” He reaches towards the speckled girl, and gives her a nudge towards his silvered son. Then he turns his head to look at Raincloud. ,b>“Come. I think we should leave them to get to know each other.” It’s a test for both of them - will Raincloud come quietly and leave her daughter to certain abuse, and will Waylan shut his mouth and finally see the use of the gift his father has given him?
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