i wont lie

She watched quietly, tucked against his massive fom comfortably as his eyes shifted to her belly and back to meet her eyes again. Deathbelle felt her lips pull back in a contented smile as his huge paw held her features and he confessed his inability to say no. She closed her eyes blissfully, sure that the conversation was over when he went on and she was forced to open her gaze once more. She’d almost forgotten about his band, everything had settled so perfectly. He mentioned his own sister and paused.

She blinked, completely taken off guard as he confessed to her the existence of another littler he expected. Deathbelle knew she could not feel upset, the two of them had only shared a contract. That was supposed to be the extent of their relationship. But as she lay there, wrapped up in his strong grasp, Belle still felt hurt.

She felt her ears fall to her skull as his eyes fell away and she lost her blissful expression. She wanted to leap up and run back to Hannibal and exclaim wrongdoing, but she had no grounds to stand on. Only her own personal offense. She too looked from his features, pulling her paws closer to herself as she pushed down the feeling of being betrayed when she hadn’t been.

”Oh.” She started softly, still unable to return her gaze to him, but also reluctant to leave his side. ”If,” was she about to invite Archon’s other woman to live within her pack? She whined softly, finding herself at a loss for words. A feeling she didn’t often experience, and one she did not enjoy. ”You should be in all of their lives.” Belle managed to whisper, ”They should be where you are. They may stay.” She included his whole band, but not in as many words. ”I.. I want..” What did she want? Deciding against finishing her sentence she instead buried her features into his thick fur, hopeful the action might rid her of the turmoil within. Despite her knowing the opposite was true.