Alien Daddy’s War Pup
Tara Starr, Athena Storm
Raised him on drawings and bedtime lies.
Now I’m his teacher.
And the second I see those eyes—my eyes—I stop pretending.
I don’t care what I was. Don’t care who I burned.
He’s mine.
She’s mine.
And I’m done playing house.
I’ll build him a world worth inheriting.
Or I’ll raze this one to ash.
She says I’m too dangerous to be a father.
She’s right.
I sharpened my claws for war.
Now I use them to pack his lunch.
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