love is a battlefield [raid meeting]

The news of who the father of his sister's pups were sired by had stirred an uncomfortable feeling in his gut. On one hand he saw them trying to keep their bloodline strong... But then there was a but of uncertainty in that as well. Surely there were other ways than breeding with each other? Not that it was unheard of... But Asphyxia, as much as he loved Belle, could not imagine loving her or any female relative that way. Still... He did not hate her of Hannibal for doing what they felt was right. If they were happy he would be happy for them and be more than willing to aid with training the young.

He ended up being the last to call, trickling in as he took deep breaths to regain his air. He had been running to ensure he had made it before Venom gave her orders. He took a seat, making sure his heavier breathing was kept quiet as possible. Heaving and huffing was highly unattractive.  His blue gaze shifted to the heir of his sister's pack and gave a small nod. He was hers to use for this raid.