Sex: MaleIt was something he should have been content with – even elated. The silver she-wolf desired to rise to be by his side as regal.. and their unborn children would be further legitimized. Yet, dread filled him with her words, though the warrior managed to maintain his stoical façade. Aesire was certainly a thorn in his side – a partner who desired to work against him, rather than with him.. but she was not power hungry. Not like the woman before him.
His muzzle canted forward, brushing her cheek in a simple gesture – nothing intimate, given the very conversation they had just had, and yet one of good will. Aponi pulled away then, her words stirring ice in his chest, and with fiery eyes, the man watched her go. The repercussions of his actions would stem further than he even considered – but for now, all he knew was the upset this would cause his three children.. and the disrupt it would give the pack. He had not expected their brief interlude to offer more than a stolen night together, and even upon his question of the legitimacy of their union, given she had come to his borders in heat, she had instantly grown cold to him.
He did not follow her. Instead, the ivory beast drifted further to the centre of their terrain, seeking solitude as he would try to find a way to tell the news to his children gently. Their fresh start had hit more than enough obstacles, and he had never considered the possibility of having more children after Borlla left.
The Argyris crown was more uncertain than ever, now.
