She is not far from the white female Mars took. Watches as the female hides herself away to keep the fact of her birthing secret, though Jaidah shares this space with Mars and Ailith both. The one-eyed witch moves into the crop of rock, making sure the other wolf did not harm Mars' children. The two are born to Ailith, and Jaidah smirks as she notices the torn expression of their captive. To be a mother or turn into a monster like them, that is her question. Soon, the woman passes out, and night falls over the white females. Jaidah is not surprised by the pinch in the belly, knowing her time was soon though her sides did not swell as Ailith's had. A singleton, and one she only knew existed because of excited fluttering in her stomach after she ate and when she slept.

It had been a long, hard pregnancy. She had craved all sorts of things from rabbits to blood, always she was hungry or angry or helping Mars contain his surprisingly strong hostage. Jaidah no longer asked questions, though he did wonder why Mars needed so many females. True, she knew her beauty had gone to the forest keeper, but surely she made up for it in other ways. Either way, she hardly cared, felt no true possession over him as she had with her shadow king. He was a creature to suture a hole in her heart, and nothing more. Hormones made her worry, wanting someone to keep her entertained and emotionally connected was normal. While Reaver had been decidedly unemotional, he did allow her to settle her own heart with his very presence. He comforted her, made her feel secure, warm, loved despite the incapacity for love. All that had been tossed away when her empire fell. She had Lacuna, and the others, but not her fiery king of blood and bone and darkness.

Laying a short distance from the captive female who had succumbed to exhaustion after her delivery, Jaidah feels her own begin to grow closer. Shaking takes her over, her stomach building tension and easing it away with each contraction. The pup is large, Jaidah knows that if two pups can come out big, one could come to be larger. Her body tries to relax through the pain, her eyes closing as she focused in on her breathing. Unsure if Mars would be with them in their time of need or not, unsure if she even wanted him to be, Jaidah settles in for a long one. This being her third litter, she knew it could be a long and arduous process.

At last, the need to push comes, and she follows. She expects it to be easy, but she can feel the way the pup is positioned, the width of the unborn demon's body stretches her to the point of tearing and the claws of the pup drag against her as she exits. It takes a long time, the pain overriding any pleasure Jaidah would normally have gotten, and she can feel the blood soak the floor of the cavernous outcropping.

Weakness creeps in, and Jaidah wonders if this is what her prey feels like when she takes the throat and rips it. Blood pools around her backside, soaking her tail in crimson. If the birthing fluids from Ailith had not been enough to lure in the massive beast who created the pups, surely the stench of Jaidah's blood would bring him. With a last push and a massive wave of blood, the child is born. With the rest of her strength fading, Jaidah crawls to her child, her only child from Mars. Pulling herself on limbs that barely listened, the failed queen turns and lays in her own blood to pathetically lick at her daughter. Dizzy, Jaidah fights the lull of sleep, fights the loss of blood to clean her newborn baby. Love stronger than any have known go out to this child, and she finishes her task. "Venus." It is all she says as she hopes the white mass in the corner of her good eye was the father of her child.

In the pool of blood, Jaidah is forced into unconsciousness, her tongue tip snaking out to stroke the nose of her daughter before she fades. The puppy is seen lapping at her mother's blood, refusing the sweet milk her mother provides in lieu of this crimson feast her mother also gives. Jaidah tastes death in her mouth, and it tastes like blood.