Swiftcurrent Creek the fury

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Despite going through the motions, Bazi was doing a decidedly poor job of actually guarding - Cutthroat was almost on top of her before she noticed his presence. The sight of the pirate calmed the prickling beneath her skin somewhat. "Kraken?" she grumbled at him, unable to shift the foul mood completely. Even when she paused her pacing and sat down, the Beta's eyes still sizzled.

Tuwawi had picked Cutthroat out as an example of someone less worthy than Ferdie or Jace, she remembered. She hadn't thought much of it then, too shocked by Jace's departure to say anything at all in response to Fox's announcement. Now, several days later, her mind had concocted an entire feast of terrible lies and repeated them silently until they might as well have been true. Ferdie had been a sick, rabid psychopath, masquerading as a soft-tempered sweetheart, and Jace - Jace had been his lover the whole time. Every time her thoughts strayed to a happy memory of either male, the image of two sodomizing demons replaced it. Very soon, there would be nothing left.

Cutthroat was an asset by comparison. At least he knew how to make tough decisions, sacrificing himself for Bones - and by extension, Swiftcurrent Creek. Tortuga would never take him back; the Creek wolves were de facto his family now. He hadn't strayed since, at least not to Bazi's knowledge. Still, she wasn't certain. He hadn't chosen to come here. Would he betray them for an outsider? Was he counting the days? If she told him to jump - would he jump?

The pearly Beta narrowed her eyes, studying the dark male's face intently. "What did you think of Fox's decision?" she asked. A number of wolves at the pack meeting had spoken up in favour of Jace and Ferdie, but more still had had little to no involvement with the exiles and thought very little of it. Bazi, on the other hand, had amended reality to make her leader's decision acceptable - and she would do her utmost to convince the undecided of it too.