At first, she wasn't even resisting him, and it surprised him to know that the woman that had always seemed so strong to him had been nothing but skin and bones. The Guardian in training had to remind himself that she was not built like him, she was, after all, built for agility, but her chances of her escaping him had been thrown down to zero percent. There was no way for her to get out of her current predicament without him moving from his position. When she began to struggle he shook his head and snorted. Ignorant girl. He had always thought that his former angel had been intelligent too...she certainly had much to say, but he had thought that she had been smart. Her thrashing would close off her airways faster, and therefore, she would end up choking herself. Which would then make you a killer, a voice whispered threateningly in his head. When she spoke again, Yuka increased the pressure on her throat for a moment, not wanting to hear her voice call out to him in such a way. He knew that he wouldn't be able to deny her if she spoke in such tones.

She had begun wheezing and he knew that if he didn't move soon, he would end up killing her, a woman he had come to adore and cherish to no ends and had once claimed to die for her. Should she have stayed with him, then it probably would have happened someday because Yuka had once been an honorable man...at least, until his accident. His train of thought was broken when another wheezed breath from his former angel called out to him before her thrashing stopped completely. Panic seized his heart and he immediately pulled away from her, allowing his back to face her, so if she got up, she wouldn't be able to see his face. Ash would not have wanted him to kill anyone. From what he knew of the man, it was not his way of doing things and he didn't want to be known as a disgrace...at least not more than he had before. Taking a soft, shaky breath, he spoke in an even tone, "You should go back to your family, Miss Wayha....Mister Hervok and Lady Thorben would not be pleased that you are so near my family's borders." He repeated the same mantra from when he first spotted her, hoping it would motivate the creamy lady to leave, but he knew her and Yuka knew how persistent she could be when she didn't get what she wanted.

It took her longer than Yuka had been expecting, but she did end up regaining her footing, which was good, considering how much pressure the Thorben had put on the woman's throat. He didn't move, except for the occasional adjustment of his face to keep it away from her. It didn't take a genius to notice that he was purposefully not looking at her. It did not take Inali long to point out such a thing to him, and he immediately felt his skin begin to prickle and the fur on his spine bristle. He did not want her to see his face and look away in disgust of what it had become. He had, unfortunately, become an extremely unlucky man and knew he would have to life and learn to adjust to his deformity, even if it meant getting laughed at or picked on. He words did nothing for him, but when she touched him, he felt a raging fire burst forth from within him. A fire of fury.

The russet faced man quickly whirled on his former angel, his teeth bared and face in plain view of her eyes. He didn't hide the snarl on his face and growled deeply at her, taking a menacing step towards her. His voice was raised as he spoke, "Is this what you wanted to see, Inali? My wretched face? Well, here it is, take a good look, because you probably won't be seeing it again." He glared at the creamy woman as he spoke, his amber teal flecked eyes filled with hatred. It was all her fault that this had happened to him...if his mind had not been distracted by her then the wolverine would have never done this to her and she would have been much healthier. He snorted softly, his eyes averting from his former angel as he once again began to turn away from her.

He was incredibly screwed. He knew that once he lost his temper all chances of reuniting with his angel was gone. She tried to intercept him and immediately he ducked the scarred part of his face into the shadows. He knew how she was going to react and had been correct with how she had acted. The Thorben had not wanted to be right, but unfortunately he was, and now Inali would pay for her digression. Their friendship...or whatever they had would continue no longer and he would make sure that by the end of this meeting that he was entirely unrecognizable to her. He knew how to use this new-found temper to his advantage, and if that meant scaring her off, then so be it. He just knew he couldn't take seeing her anymore. Not in the flesh, at least, but in his mind, he knew he could at least tolerate a mental image of his fallen idol.

He heard her words and processed them the best that he could, shaking his head every once and awhile. he kept his gaze on hers, making sure that if she would move, he would once again conceal himself into the shadows, his new home. A growl erupted from his mouth, and allowed his full face to be in her view. With his teeth bared, he truly looked like a complete monster. He snapped at her, quite unkindly and spoke, spiting his words out in a much hateful manner, "I was never yours. Hmph. You really are crazy if you think that, and I certainly am not afraid of my face... There is a difference between disgust and fear. Now...if you don't mind, I should be going. You made your choice and now I am respecting your decision, along with the decisions of my alphas. They would not be pleased that I even showed myself." He didn't know why his heart was beating so heavily in his chest as he once again turned from her, getting ready to leave her for the last time.

He had almost gotten away from her, almost, but indeed the crazy woman decided to once again come after him. The Thorben then chose to do what he never thought he would end up doing, he turned his heart to stone in the face of his former angel. He remained silent as she spoke, her words processing in his brain and meaning nothing to him. The Guardian in training gave no indication as to what the words meant to him, that they meant practically nothing to him. He had not come here to her, she had come to him and oh, how he wished she hadn't. He did not need her in his life any longer. He was a young boy that was growing into a man and the first thing on his priorities was to get rid of those who opposed his family. Not to say he would not just kill for the hell of it, but he certainly would not hesitate if provoked enough...and Inali was certainly trying to provoke him. When she came close to him, he shoved her away with his shoulder nonchalantly. He didn't care what she thought anymore, she meant nothing to him and she would never mean anything to him again. When she once again began to speak of monster, a cold, harsh laugh left his lips, something even he was not expecting. And he surprised himself again when he spoke words cold and harshly, words he never thought would leave his gentlemanly mouth. "I don't give a fuck what you've gone through. You're a crazy bitch and you don't deserve my compassion." He spat the last word out with fiery venom.

He then turned to her an advanced flipping her over on his back and once again pinning her down, only this time, he allowed her face to look straight into his neutral one. She needed to understand that he did not care about her anymore, that she could not come back here, and possibly be killed by him. After all, it was his duty and he was solely loyal to the pack that he had sworn himself to, because of him. "You made your choice...and now I've made mine." He chuckled darkly as he looked down at her, his lips twitching into what could have almost been a cruel smile. Leaning down next to her ear, he snapped his jaws to get her full attention before growling softly at her, "Keep in mind...that next time you come here...I won't be so forgiving. I have orders to attack anyone from your fucked up organization on sight, and next time, I might remove my paw a little too late before you stop breathing." He then ran his muzzle gently against the top of her head before snorting and raising himself above her once again. "Is that understood? Or is your idiotic brain too messed up to comprehend what I am saying?" He glared down at her, not removing himself from their position and awaiting her answer.

He continued to stare down mercilessly at his fallen idol, his intact eyebrow raising a fraction as he looked down on her. He was a good listener, indeed, and even if he did believe her...he didn't care anymore. Any place she may have had in his heart was gone, she would no longer be able to be here. Her next words, however, did shock him, down to his core. Kill me. He considered his opinions, his head tilting to the side curiously as the thoughts ran through his head. As she spoke...he did have to agree with her. She had an extremely good point. He had already defied orders in not attacking her when he had first laid is teal flecked eyes on her. She, truthfully, shouldn't have been there just now, because if he had done what he had been ordered to do, she would either already be dead or she would be heavily injured and away from this territory.

He nodded at her, a dark chuckle escaping his black lips as they parted for him to speak, "Hmm..you're right. I'll just have to right my wrong then." The boy was quick to press his large paw against the woman's fragile small neck. Applying as much pressure that he could without snapping her neck. She would die...he would make sure of it. She had, after all, asked for him to kill her, and he was willing to readily agree. He watched in amusement as she squirmed beneath his large wait, a small smile on his lips as he took in what he was doing. He felt like he had power and that he was finally in control. He truly was becoming the monster that he had envisioned himself to being. Just before it looked like she was about to lose everything, Yuka dipped down close to her ear, his lips skimming over her skin as he spoke his final words to her, "Goodbye, mon ange." Her lids closed and her struggling had stopped. The deed was done, and Yuka looked down at his first real kill. Stepping away from the lifeless body, he walked away, back towards his pack and family, not knowing that he should have checked the pulse to Inali's body...which very much still had a pulse.