Blackfeather Woods Rapunzel escapes

Malice did not fully believe that Burke had any kind of feelings of love toward her. Sure, he had shown he greatly cared about her to the extent of letting her join his pack, but love? Perhaps he only wished for his new offspring to live happily, be part of a true family, instead of just being a consequence from that small mistake that was made that hot spring day by the Greatwater Lake. She did not know about Meldresi, not about any kind of religion instead of a small part about the night mother and what not from Kendra. The reason for that was not because she wasn't willing to know. She had even asked Nemesis if she could tell more, but the answer was suspected. She would not get any great details until she would prove herself. and prove herself she would do.

Malice also didn't know about the relation between Damien and Cicero, for if she would've known she wondered how in the name of Lucifer those two could be related. Cicero was so wise, so well-spoken and maybe even kind, while this young warrior was filled with hatred yet loyalty. Emotionally unstable they all were, that was for fucking sure, though it was no reason to be picking on a pregnant woman who had already gone through enough. Besides, wasn't the rule to respect the elder ones? She could tell this male was an adult indeed, though he lacked the years that made one wiser, less judgmental.

Well, then that's settled. She snorted. He was right, in this state she really couldn't hurt anyone. But once the squirmy balls of fur were born and she was back to full strength and her pups could somewhat fend for themselves, she could be a threat indeed. She had trained for the biggest part of her life, and that showed, even while her body was swollen with unborn pups. She could hurt greatly. She watched him as he showed signs of leaving, but she felt she wasn't quite done with him yet. Hell, she didn't even know his name yet, though that was besides the point. What would satisfy you then, besides me leaving? She questioned. She had not thought about it or the words had already left her pretty mouth. She kept her position throughout this whole conversation; submissive, to the ground, scared for the well-being of her little ones.