Hideaway Strath Quiet when I'm coming home

She silently took in all the information he provided. She didn't think she had ever heard of this pack. It wasn't surprising, she only knew the ones who interacted with Neverwinter Forest aside from Sagtannet. Ky and the Saints seemed to have quite the history; they had been allied at one point but some disagreement put them on opposite sides, especially when they would only resolve things if they were given Nyra in return. She liked that he wouldn't give his pack up for his own gains—it made her trust him even more. 

She smiled and shook her head a little. That brutal disregard for the life of others would have bothered her at one point, but now it only drew her into him more. The excitement on his face spurred her own. She nibbled on his jaw. You're handsome when you're plotting murder, she said with a playful raise of an eyebrow. I want to be with you, by your side. She looked away for a moment before searching for his gaze. I've...never killed anyone before, she admitted. But I want to help you make them pay for their disrespect. The idea made her heart skip—standing next to him and helping him wield his power and strength.