There was nothing more chilling than hearing the Archangel utter her full name with pure disappointment in her near demanding words. The Destruction cringed at the stern words, regretting all she had done up until this point. How was she even going to find the courage to say the entire story? How could she tell everything? It was so complicated; there was a history behind it all. Was she to explain that as well? She just wished she was dead.
After a few moments of hesitation, she managed to force the words out of her dry throat, her body trembling in fear. Occasionally her bicoloured eyes met those of the leader's, though she would quickly look away from the stern gaze. "I was wandering outside of the pack...a-and then I encountered this...woman," Was she to explain who this woman was? Well, perhaps she would leave out the name and pack. She couldn't dare imagine what the alphess would do when she discovered she had attacked one of the neighbouring pack's wolves. "She visited Threar before it was overthrown because she was...I mean she is...a 'friend' of Miksa's." At this point her vision was growing blurry with tears, though the hatred and rivalry with the ebony woman she spoke of was evident in her tone. "So we talked, normally at first before she asked about Miksa. I-I didn't want her to know where he was, but she found out. She doesn't want me anywhere near him. She's g-going to take him away from me." A sob shook her body. "I couldn't take it anymore, so I attacked her." With her head lowered in shame, she added in a small voice, "I'm sorry."
