I was a good wolf I’d like to think. I’d like to think that I was a very carefree young wolf that saw the good in the world rather than the bad. I lived among Demons, the child of their Servitor, and yet I climbed the ranks and became something they could be proud of. Mother did not want me to be weak, but she was well aware that my blood was tainted. My blood is tainted not just by my Father, but my Mother as well. She was cursed with a darkness, a darkness that those within her pack could not understand. Perhaps that is why Mother left me with the Demons, because I could be accepted here. I hear Mother has her own pack now and she accepts those that are like her and Tobias, but also as others as well. Maybe I am better off there, but I doubt she would take me in if she knew the truth. I would have fought him if I could, but he was too fast and I could not get him off me. I wallowed in self-pity throughout the rest of the winter season. I continued to mourn quietly as the parasite he helped create mewed beside me. It was awful to be stuck within my den with that...thing...at my side. But like Mother did to me, I will keep it until it is capable of being on its own, it will learn the same way I did.
As I listen to the male speak I am shocked to see how he acts so cowardly. The way he holds himself in such a way is quite atrocious. I was taken advantage of...by a wolf like him...oh the humiliation. How can I look at my own pack members the same way? How can they see me now? I see how they look at me, how careful they look, and I am not sure how I should react. Should I make myself appear strong? Should I allow them to see how truly weak I feel? All I can do is just stand there, still like, and try not to show any of my emotions. Which is quite difficult for a new Mother. As he grovels and explains himself I cannot help, but just stare at him coldly. Does he truly think that I can fall for this trick? I am cursed to be a Monster and yet you do not see me going around and killing everyone! With a low growl I respond back coolly not affected by his show.
“If you have such a problem then you should be dismembered. You cannot appeal to my forgiving side because, you do not deserve to have it.”
It is true I think. I can show mercy. I can forgive. But this is something I do not think I will ever be able to do. I am not that strong. I am not that good. I live among Demons, or at least, what is left of them. While the others get heated and voice aloud their own anger a part of me is glad that we have all come together for this. Though I am sadden that this is the very reason why we are all here. As I stand here and listen to my Alpha speak so cruelly I must admit I have never seen her like this. She is never this mean, but I was her own. It feels good to know she cares for me. I am not sure what punishment he deserves but I cannot help but nod my head in agreement. I am sure everyone else will have their own thoughts, and I’ll be happy to listen to them all. Turning my cold violet eyes towards him my black lips pull back to show my teeth as I glare at him.
“I want him to pay for the physical, mental, and emotional damage he has done to me. I want him to suffer whatever agonizing pain that will be a constant reminder of what he did to me...just as Jinx will forever be an agonizing painful constant reminder to me.”
My attention turns towards the younger female wolf that has also trespassed on our lands. I notice how he swells with pride when she approaches and instantly I feel that we are all being fooled. He was attempting to appease to my mercy state and yet he would not be accomplished. He is cruel, he is bad, and I wish for him to pay dearly. Though as everyone is being mean to her I am the only one that gives her a kinder warning. Her presence is not needed here, nor wanted, but I will not turn her away without something helpful and non-threatening.
“You don’t need to be around a wolf like him...he will do nothing, but bring you down. I am sure you are better than that.”
I look to the others unsure with what they wanted to do with him. If they wanted to kill him on the spot I would be okay with that. I brush my shoulder gently against my Alpha wanting her to remain as calm as she could be.