Being a runt is frowned upon. Being a runt and the son of a whore is even worse. Being a runt, the son of a whore and not knowing who that whore is...that's just pathetic.
Blair is sweet. He's kind and caring, and yet the bruises that cover his frail body might make you think otherwise. Why else would someone want to harm sweet little Blair?
In the Shadow Pack there are many things that makes someone strong, someone worthy of proper attention and care. You must be tall; Blair isn't. You must have muscles; Blair doesn't.
Being beaten, starved, and punished for every wrong move he makes it's no wonder why Blair is the way he is. It's no wonder Blair would need as much protection as he does.
Ps. This story may contain sexual content with a minor. This story is MxBxM. (25x16x23)
*I know. Boo right? Haha...I've never actually written a description before so I guess this is at least okay. Also sorry if any punctuations are misplaced (: *