Blackfeather Woods Rapunzel escapes

Moonlit Hills was and would never be a threat to a pack that was so well-developed as Blackfeather Woods. For what threat did a pack that was just settling, with a big lake in between them, mind you, actually make? Plus, Malice had come to the Dark Brotherhood in peace after meeting Cicero, and a deal had been made. That deal had not been broken, and the two packs lived in peace, even after the locusts attack.

And what threat was Malice to the Dark Brotherhood now, without her pack, without a body capable of fighting? Surely they had all realized by now that the daughter of Lucifer had no malicious plans for this land, nor the wolves that lived upon it. She was just here, so what? She wanted to learn, wanted to help, wanted to follow. What more did they expect? She showed no signs of hostility, unlike the male before her and Nemesis, and wanted to work with them, not against. She was no threat in any way, and well, if it was about belonging, surely they were right. She did not belong, not yet. But times and thoughts changed like the weather.

He came closer, his growl deafeningly loud, and all Malice could do was submit- body and mind. She moved back again, her body lowering even more. If he were to attack, Burke would not like it. She was carrying his off-spring after all. If she were to die, Burke had gone out of his way for nothing, and she was sure the boy before her would get a well deserved beating. Her back was aching even more in this position, but she kept it, feeling nauseous and somewhat scared.

Affirmative. She spoke softly in that gentle tone of hers. Though I have no ill intentions, nor reason to harm both this land and the wolves upon it. She muttered in her own defense. Perhaps Kendra and Cicero were the only nice wolves here, she thought.