Hating the Heat

His words were deep and rough yet… they didn’t hold that threatening dominant edge to them. Kaitlyn frowned a little, hesitant, especially since her last two experiences with males, especially those so much larger than she were not the most healthy of relationships. But he didn’t seem to want to hurt her… was it because of the babies she carried in her belly? Why was he looking at her like that? Could she… trust him? Kait shifted a little before making her decision. It was hot… and she doubted she could keep up the pace she’d been waddling anyway.

Slowly, with a bit of uncertainty the femme moved into the shade of the bush and carefully laid down before looking at the dire wolf near her. “Sorry if… If I’m intruding on your territory or something.” The small brown femme lowered her head to her paws, giving a soft whine. Her heart was heavy, and fear still radiated from her. The more she thought about bearing this litter, about Lucifer coming after her for them… the more scared she became.

Before Kait had realized it there were tears in her eyes, stinging the green orbs as she looked at the stranger. She tried to quickly blink them away, giving a soft whine. “S-sorry…” It felt like she was going to break.