Finding Georgiana - Burrow Brothers Series 1

Chapter 1

It had taken them long enough. Nearly two years, but finally, Finally, they had found her. She was all the way down in Jasper. They were in Colorado.

Nearly two years, since Rudolf Burrow and his four younger brothers, had been robbed of their sister. Their littermate. In the dead of the night. By the ones they had most trusted.

If Dold could, he would send his never-present parents to the gates of hell himself, Dolf snarled to himself and not for the first time. It had been 18 months and he still couldn't get over the shock of waking up that fateful early morning to find his baby sister gone. And then how his mind had put the dots together from hours before when he had heard voices and noises, even the car engine. But he had always been a heavy sleeper

Not any more he wasn't. He had learnt his lesson.

"but please-"

"-hush. You wake them up and you'll be in more trouble then you'll know what to do with yourself"

Dolf ran a shaky hand across his ragged tired face again. Those two sentences, one from his little sister and the other his mother, were permanently scarred into his mind now. the dotted points all lined up. By the time he had realized though, when he had fully woken in the morning with the rest of his litter, it had been too late.

And they hadn't been able to find her. They hadn't even been confident their baby sister was alive. Only left to hope she was,

Until now.

Now, now Dolf wished he could see his parents this very moment and laugh at them. Because throughout all the lies and threats, to all their layers of deceit of their only daughter, one of few females from the Pride, that they had consciously taken away and hidden from them.

They had lost.

Finally, Karma had come.

He just hoped his sister would forgive him. Would come back to him. To them and understand. Because after all the layers their parents had thrown at them, at the pride to hide her, Dolf and the rest of his brothers, wondered what seed they had tried to plant in her mind as well.

It had threatened to tear him apart at the possibilities. Just remembering the utter lengths, they had made to not only her brothers, but to the pride:

She was sick, she was visiting family, she was playing outside... the list continued. And until now, the Pride hadn't questioned it, because deceiving your own Pride, a family you were dedicated, loyal and belonged to, never crossed their mind.

It never crossed their mind that a mated pair with 6 kits with one, a rare prized female, would do something so horrible. So cruel.

It would have been bad enough if they had taken one of their brothers away. Taking a female kit, from her litter, was bordering- no, it was barbaric.

Within litters, there was a mentality that the kits thrived on to grow and survive off. It was the main reason that young in family, were born in clusters. Not even the parents chose of it, it was deeper than that. Instincts. Unconscious instincts from Pride mentality, from the individual Felinis themselves, following one primal key rule.

Survival.

Their parents had tried to break that.

And even when they had been caught out, finally, they had defended it.

Within prides, the removal or harm of any kind, direct or indirect to a member, litter, kit, mate or especially female, was taken very seriously. Threats from within the Pride weren't common either. Females, and if that female was a young born within the Pride itself, something invaluable to the Pride mentality and not a common addition, was threatened in anyway, the committer, was really signing a death warrant. Just like Prides and Packs of their distant cousin animals.