Grouse Thicket You'll never know what hit you

Malice was an independent mother of two and a leader of a pack that respected her - it was not natural for her to come crawling to a loner she barely knew, just because he flattered her with possible lies. She had everything she needed and wanted, and would never betray Burke like this with some random guy. True, her mate could be stubborn and a pain in the ass, but he was still hers and she loved him. Probably nothing. She shrugged, her smile turning into a line that was neither happy, sad or angry.

It's a story only a small portion of my wolves know - why should I tell you? She asked, perhaps a bit triggered by the fact that he thought she'd just share her problems with everyone. Besides, only the scar remained of that dreadful day. Judas was among them now, and everything was fine. Malice actually felt flattered that he came to her for help.