Malignant Felicity is a paradisaical abode to the faithful remains of a mighty pack. Once ruled by the magnificent wolf Genocide, now the wolves of this pack follow the laws of the Alpha Lance, son of Sorna, Beta and Genocide's best friend...

The sounds of crashing water fill your auds as you enter this tropical paradise. The tall trunks tower above you. The treetop canopy's seem to shade the beautiful land from the sun's rays. What a paradise this place seems. This place dubbed Malignant Felicity. As you draw closer to the boarders a stench slowly devours the air around you. The stench of death.

"Beware..." scream the birds from above you. "She kills for games. She kills for fun." Something deep inside tells you to listen. Your body tells you not to go no further. Do you listen or do you dare move into the pack borders. This could be a life or death decision...

Follow the Queen, or become a corpse that lines her border. The choice lies with you.

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I had just finished up with Cieran when I smelt another scent. This one was of the same sex, a female. I wrinkled my nose slightly as I started stalking towards the scent. The bitch better look good or she was not entering into Malignant. I made sure to always keep around some good looking tail for my soldiers. I needed to keep the boys happy and lord knows I didn’t have enough to go around to all of them. Just the higher ups got the pleasure to pleasuring me. Yet, that was another story in it-self. My ebony pillars carried my slender chocolate frame forward as my golden lanterns glanced around looking for the fae. It didn’t take me long, she wasn’t to terribly far from me anyways. I jumped over a fallen log and scented the border on the way. I needed to keep things fresh since their seemed to be a small spurt on wolves coming to join my ranks. Sad, not all of them would pass my test, maybe not even this bitch.

It didn’t take me long to find her, and I was sort of taken back by the whole thing. She was striking and beautiful. The mix of crimson and black that painted her body almost brought me back and made me question, was this a relative of Sidorio. I quickly pushed the idea to the side and approached the fae, stepping out of the shadows and into view. My bright amber pools flaked with maple stared at the fae as I cocked my head slightly to the side. Wondering slightly why she wasn’t on the ground. Yet, as soon as I was about to speak the words she hit the ground. I couldn’t tell by looking at her right off but her scent was overpowering with estrogen and male fluids. This just would lead me to believe she was pregnant. A slight frown etched its way onto my facial expression at the thought. It was all to bad because I really wished she could possibly be a play toy for me, at the least. I wasn’t big on pups and normally would turn away a bitch that was pregnant in a heartbeat but this one was different. Just something about her had me captivated.

Get up and state your name. I am Queens, the only alpha of Malignant Felicity. Please tell me what brings a lovely pregnant creature like you to hells door steps. This is no place for raising up cute little puppies and happy families. I despise pups, I don’t really even like my own but you for I might make a exception if you can promise to keep them out of the way……if that is you plan on keeping them.

I raised a wolfish brow at the fae and waited on answer. I gave a slight nod disagreeing with my-self for being so blunt.

I just like putting things out there. I look for warriors to protect Malignant. Malignant is not looking to protect pups.

I was all serious but flashed her a quick smile before returning to my serious face. I really hoped she stayed but if she left I would just track her down later on and drag her back. That was how I did things, I got what I wanted.


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