Author's Note
I do not own Twilight.
They approached Caius next. They found him in one of his recreation rooms, throwing knives at a poster of a large wolf.
"What?" he snapped as they entered, Jane first and then Alec. "Am I required for something?"
A scrap of the poster fluttered to the floor.
"No."
"We just wanted to speak with you."
Another knife thudded into the poster, right through the wolf's ear.
"About what?"
"Can we call you dad?"
Caius spun round, waving the knife in his hand at them. "Absolutely not! Of all the harebrained suggestions I never expected to hear from you two!"
Alec bowed his head. "You have our apologies for bothering you." He pulled Jane from the room and closed the door behind them. There was a thud as the knife hit the other side of the wood.
Well, that was zero for two.