“He’d be in even worse trouble because even he’s not strong enough to break them,” Cailean replied with a trace of gloating in his tone. “The question still stands, though.”
“I’ll tell you if you answer one for me, first. Are you planning on coming home, now?”
Cailean turned to Gerulf with a smile. “You used virtually the same phrase when you told me it was time for me to come home.”
“I did, and your answer, if I remember correctly, was to hit the arm of your sofa and tell me you were home. That the condo was your home.”
“It was the truth, when I said it. Now…” Cailean looked at his father. “As long as Gerulf continues to make his home with the pack I’ll be here, too. I can write here as well as anywhere else.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Ulfric tapped his fingers together, looking bet
