Blackfeather Woods You were both born to be kings

His excuses were not enough to change her mind. It was a repetition of all she had heard before, that he loved her and there was nothing wrong. Well, the truth was, there was something defiantly wrong. Where was the wise Alpha she had admired, who always had a plan and never failed to show her he was right. This time, it wasn't so simple. He truly had failed them, and now, the damage had extended beyond repair. “Why don’t you understand?” 

The Beta did not understand why he did not see, that this was not a debate. 

“You have a choice, Burke. You have shown you care more about her than the pack you claim to be living for, you have shown you are not fit to be the Alpha. The Brotherhood needs a backbone, not by someone so clouded by false affections they can’t see their own pack is starving. Look at us.. We are barely alive while you think it's okay to waltz on in here with your slut on your heels who has not proven anything to the Brotherhood whatsoever,” Malice had not proved anything but that she was a failure Alpha, a whore and an unobedient subordinate. Never had the female proved anything, to her, the Brotherhood or the rest of the pack. Just because Burke seen something in her, did not mean she even had potential for the Brotherhood. "We take in those who will do us good, who have potential and a wish to live among our dark forests. Malice is only here because she has your kids. What does that say for the Brotherhood? That we accept ordinary wolves with no goals? You may think it is okay for us to live in mediocracy, but we don't. Look at her. A failed Alpha who left her pack admist a tragety. She has no potential for the Brotherhood, nothing to even suggest she is even good enough to fall into our ranks. We don't give them a chance to shine, they must be good already. It is time for you to cast your feelings aside and look at her with an unbiased eye. She has no place here, and yet you waste what little we have on her. Where is your loyalty?" She would not have a stain on the Brotherhood legacy. It was bad enough that Meldresi's had been decimated into nothing by the sheer presence of the strange female in their home. Malice was the mistake nobody wanted, the default, the one nobody wished for. And she was not welcome any longer.


 “It does not matter, this is not the time for forgiveness. You will step down or you will leave. This would never have been allowed before, and yet you have made an exception for someone you barely know, a rival Alpha, someone who has insulted us more than once and for what? To get a happiness you could have got by just being more involved with your pack that has been failing under your rule. I daresay Cicero has done more for the Brotherhood in the last few months than you have claimed to do. And he is the one with his bones showing,” It was a heavy accusation to throw, but it was right. Burke had neglected them. An Alpha did everthing for the pack, their needs above his own. That just wasn't good enough for him, he wanted more. Well, it came with the job. Love rarely took presidence over duty, and that was just the way it was. Nemesis herself had been ready to give up any plans of a future with someone until Kove had arrived, and even then, he upheld his duties too. 

Still, Nemesis still had a flicker of hope, that this wasn't the end.

Truly, she didn't want it to be.