Greatwater Lake A Different Kind Of Meeting

As soon as he entered her, she let out a playful yelp. This time, the male she was doing it with could aim. For a moment, the thought of having Burke's pups flashed through her head, but that would never happen. This was mindless fun, of course there would be no chance of her getting pregnant, right? The thought scared her, so she pushed it away and started focusing on the sensation in her lower zone.

Panting, she let him take her. The reason behind it wasn't present, nor was Malice at this point. The pain from her scar went away, as well as the hard grab of Burke on her scruff. All that was left was the shell of Malice, now getting claimed by one she first feared. She felt him finish and the thought of carrying his offspring penetrated her mind once again. The pleasure ebt away and she was left feeling disgusting as they were stuck together. She panted heavily, both in panic and exhaustion.

Then he spoke for the first time in this "meeting". His words were almost cruel, but that was only if his words happened to be true. They were not. Cog had left, and of course he couldn't know. Only the Moonlit Wolves knew of it. No...mate. She panted, tired and full of shame. You just claimed a widow. She said, a wicked grin growing on her muzzle. She didn't know why, but she was amused by the fact that he didn't know.