You Bare My Mark ( My Mate Series)
22 - Chapter Twenty-Two - Siryn's Point Of View.

22 - Chapter Twenty-Two - Siryn’s Point Of View.

Siryn watched his family as time grew to pass, their small family of threegrew into four, four into five, and so on until there were four kids and afifth on the way. Time had been very kind to them. In four days Sirynwould say goodbye to his first born but he didn't have fear any longer,his child was grown and trained well, he could hold his own, not thatSiryn thought he would have to. If the box that arrived this morningwas any clue to what was going to be in Thorn's life he was happy. Onlygood things came in small ring boxes. The note that came with the boxgave extreme instructions that it was not to be given to Thorn until thesecond night after his twenty-second birthday. He tucked the boxinside his drawer when he had gotten it.

Watching Thorn grow into a man had pleased him and filled him full ofhappiness that he didn't bury him that day.

Thorn had always wondered where the black gift boxes for all of hisbirthdays and occasionally other holidays had come from but he wasnever told. This year was different. The large box had arrived and wasset aside. He knew the rules with the boxes, whoever had sent them tohim made it very clear in the letters he was not allowed to open thegifts until afternoon on his birthday. This box was bigger than all theothers he had gotten that he could remember. He had his own cabin inthe village. Once he was dressed he took the large box to his parent'shouse. His father Siryn only smiled when he saw the box. He knew moreabout this shit then he was willing to let on about but that was okay.Thorn set the box down and honestly debated peeking inside, but as hetried that it was like someone scolded him. the feeling of shame startedto creep over him. The chain with the ruby on it he got for his twentiethbirthday was warm against his skin. Leaving the kitchen he kissed hisfather on the cheek.

"Keep that box away before I open it early and gods strike me down.”"Don't fear the gods, it's not them that will strike you down.”

"Hey geez, dad don't say creepy shit like that."

"Only the truth.”

Siryn 's words hung heavy in his own head, mostly just the word truth.He would have to tell Thorn the truth of his birth eventually, but whenwas the right time to tell your child you gave away his freedom. Therewas never a time for that.