Proverbs 22:1

Archon ate up any of the affections Deathbelle offered, freely returning each with one of his own. They mirrored each other in their growing love for one another in parallel. She let her guard down and he, in return, lowered his. In each other's embrace, they had no reason to fake their emotions and all the reason to bear their raw and pure hearts. Even past the initial draw of an intellectual agreement, and further than the lust that followed, Archon was building a deep and rich love with Deathbelle. The life that grew inside of her, though made in the contract, only furthered his feelings and his certainty. His love was overwhelming and he drowned himself in it joyously.

Archon pulled Belle closer to him, his eyes searching hers just before he gave her a small flurry of soft kisses ending in a warm hug. He rumbled against her as she reassured him and took out his doubts. When he pulled away, his smile lingered. "Then, have you thought of any names?" hr asked. She had more time to be near the pups and to feel their energy within her. What did she think was best?