I DID not need a genius to know that both Rita and Flint were heavily against Rhys spending more time with his sons. Even though Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon were technically his kids, and aside from the blatant fact that I had every right to not let him meet them, Rita and Flint thought that this would end either two ways. The kids were brokenhearted. Or me and my wolf, getting the painful agony of a shattered heart all over again.
But it was determined to let Rhys have his try. I still could not decide where I stood with the second chance thing, and I was not entirely sure that Rhys was even asking for one. However, the thought of seeing Rhys, and possibly bonding with the triplets was enough for me to let go. I could spare fifteen or twenty, or maybe more, for the ruthless Alpha to become
