i wont lie

Deathbelle spoke and Archon maintained comfortable eye contact with her. Her request caught him a little more off guard, but his face didn't change from the soft smile he held.

"Closer to the pups," he mused, his eyes flicking down to Deathbelle's stomach. "And to you." His eyes searched to meet her purple gaze once more. His smile widened, his paw just under her cheek. "How could I say no to that?"

The words settled and the little daydream he had followed. "But what about my band? Surely those who wish to follow me will continue to do so? My sister, and..."

Dea, the mother of his other litter.

"There is... another one who carries my blood within her."

Why did he feel so ashamed? It was an agreement between Deathbelle and Archon. He shouldn't feel ashamed of his other affairs, of what God had led him to. "I would like to be close to both litters," he admitted, his eyes dropping from Belle's gaze. Why did he feel embarrassed? He never had need to mention them before. Was he afraid of her reaction? That she would reject him? What were these feelings? Why were feelings always so confusing?