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[Rosco’s POV] “She’s being protected just fine.” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop, and as I reach my father, a look of amusement crosses his features. “Not well enough.” That is all he says before he begins to move, making his way out of the room and back down the hall where my mother rests. I am sure that he is going to have her moved from here to Crystal Fang, and nothing I said or did would stop him. “Rosco,” Denali says softly, getting up and making her way toward me. “You really should try to mend your relationship with your dad.” As she speaks, she snakes her arms around me and buries her head in my chest. Where our bodies mesh, I can feel the warm thrums of energy from our bond, and as much as I want to argue what she just said, I remain quiet. “He was the one