Her warmth caused him to relax but her actions caused him to tense. Just as he was about to wrap his arms around her she retreated with a swiftness that made him wonder if he had done something wrong. His heart kicked weakly in his chest as he sagged on the fence and ran a hand through his hair.<br/><br/>His thoughts were everywhere at the moment. They drifted to Sofie before skittering to his mother then land harshly on the dark haired beauty he didn't understand.<br/><br/>In the house his mother had just finished the stitches and was cleaning up when she was grabbed to a hold of the stranger her son and brought home. The actions made her blink before she sighed a somewhat know sigh as the woman released her and left. A sad look crossed her face as she moved over to the large white wolf and petted her fur lovingly.<br/><br/>Blake's attention was drawn to the woman taking his ahnds in her own. There was something in her voice that told him to believe her but he shook his head, "I can't do that, Amaris," he told her gently, "If they want to kill me then there's a reason. I won't be chased away from my home. Not again."<br/><br/>His mother had fled before he was old enough to know what was going on. He remained where he was staring at her, "I don't fully understand and part of me doesn't want to. The answers are right in front of me I just don't want to believe it."<br/><br/>He reached up and drew her face closer to his, "You're want my grandfather said is my best guess. If that's true I still won't run. As I've still got graves to dig and I want to make right whatever wrongs I have done."