He swam slowly away from the area where he'd gotten into the small war with his mate and her daughter. They wanted him to be the girls father, well he wasn't dammit he never would be her true father, it was the way his father had raised him ... he didn't see Rip Tide's new mate as anything more than his stepmother, he didn't see the importance of introducing her as mom .. grandma to his future kids .. the fact is she just wasn't
He stopped tossing back his tri-colored hair bright silver eyes staring out into the distance.
He was in an angry tizzy, Stolz hadn't helped egging him on until RTV couldn't take it anymore.
His guaranteed hand tightened it's grip on his weapon and he took off in a flurry of bubbles, screw that little twit he was a man and he very well knew it. How dare the girl even call that out on him when she was the one running around getting pregnant out of mate lock, yet another thing his father had strongly discouraged him of ever doing after he himself had done it more than once, then expecting him to meet this male and be 'happy' for her! He snorted and yanked his cloak tighter around his body.
With a jerk he swam off again, to where he had no clue but he was just going to go somewhere.
It wasn't long before he didn't quiet recognize where he was. He peered around at the dark brooding surroundings and flinched. He'd swam into the wrong tanks and he knew it ... but whose .. Voodoo's? .. Kerrigor's? He swam slowly forward gun at the ready and eyes scanning the world around him constantly.
