Pushing On; I Can't Escape

She was becoming heavier, and Kait realized why without needing to be told. She was pregnant, pregnant with the king’s pups. Strengthening his line by blood, though not by royalty. She had repeated in her head time and time again what Vianni had snapped at her in the snow… she wasn’t Lucifer’s mate; she was his whore. Though that thought hurt, she was just glad she wasn’t alone anymore. Her desperate thoughts to make sure she held some sort of purpose feeling like they had been fulfilled. The femme couldn’t help but feel a little proud of her role… to serve under a great king and queen. Gods above the girl was so mislead…

She had wandered off, just a little, while her masters discussed private matters. It hurt, knowing that her Queen wasn’t exactly thrilled with her presence. For while Kait longed for company the only one she could seek it from drove her away. She settled on the earth and snow, not as far along as Vianni was, but Kait knew well enough that she was pregnant. Her scent had changed… and… in some ways she supposed she was a little afraid of what was to come. What if things didn’t really change? What if she remained just as alone as she’d always been save for the children she was to bear? What if they were too weak, too small, and unworthy of being the king’s children at all? What if Luc killed them?

Kaitlyn let out a soft sigh, her ears lowering as she shifted within the snow. She was cold… and just like Vianni her pads had become swollen. One was cracked, having bled, and was making it uncomfortable for the girl to walk on… though she dared not complain. She gave the paw a little lick now, a sigh escaping her as she adjusted her gaze further south, the direction they’d all been heading. Something had to change soon… but when? When would it change?

A soft whimper escaped the girl before she set her head down on the snow, shivering with cold. She missed her siblings… missed what once was. Why couldn’t things be simple again…?