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Jokull paced just outside the den he shared with his mate and cubs, tail thrashing behind him as the only sign he wasn't as calm as the rest of him looked. Rebellion had started. Pure, unadulterated rebellion. And it threatened his mate and his cubs. He would NOT stand for it. At all. He would protect them, keep them safe. That was not only his duty as a mate and father...but it was what he wanted to do.

Jokull would never admit it, but they were his world, his girls. He cared deeply for Gaelle, and loved his daughters (despite the fact they were not HIS by blood) with all his heart. And he did have a heart, for all his icy demeanor.