He had been rushed to get Vianni out of there. He had pushed them south bringing up the rear for their safety and protection, telling Kait and Vi to move to the south until the sun warmed their bones. He had done so intentionally, leaving them time to bond, but also keep a watchful eye on Vi for any sign of aggression towards the smaller feme. He could smell the pregnancy in Vi yet still Kait seemed to only have a slight increase in hunger. It was a sign but he would not be certain for another few days. Perhaps he should even bed her once more to be certain. He was hopeful that Kairi had slowed any pursuers for some time. It wasn't like he hadn't been all over her honestly, perhaps they had even gotten confused with his direction he had sent her. The blizzard last night should have helped cover their tracks as well but he still didn't think Vi was safe until he dealt with whatever threat loomed.

He eyed her ahead and slowed himself to a stop before turning his head to the north. He had already made his choice. His legacy lived within Vianni and would be protected at all costs. He would take Vianni as far as the south continent before he would go back North. He would meet this threat head on one way or another. Vi had Kait and was smart, she would make it he knew.

There had been moments of frustration in her life, where she had been forced to do things she was unwilling to do. She had survived worse than this walk, she knew, but it seemed to be an eternity for the monochrome monster. Except for brief gazes at her path, Vianni stared hard at the smaller woman the entire way south. Solara had taken to walking just ahead of her, with her short tail between Vi's front legs to guide her. There had been some clumsy steps along the way, and with the new smell on her master, Solara was reluctant to let the woman fall, she knew the big boss would get mad. Dusty rose eyes seemed to glitter with murderous intent as they walked, and the gray, black and creamy white of her hackles never stopped prickling. Every so often, when Kait would stray too close to the queen, a deep rumble would begin in Vianni's chest and there would be the flash of teeth at the smaller woman. She was not truly angry with Kait, it wasn't her fault that the demon on their heels decided to bring her home. Still, Vianni resented the woman for having caught the beast's eye in the first place. Anything remotely close to comfort was taken from her, all of the denials about what Lucifer had done to the rainbow woman he had told her about had been unraveled. Here was living proof of her husband's infidelity, and he expected her not to kill it? Her blood ran cold with rage, but there was a new reason to follow Lucifer's orders. She felt the life stir within her, like trapped butterflies rapping their wings on a glass jar. She would have announced the first time she felt them, had there not been other females involved. She may be queen, but what was a title if the king was a whore? What was she queen of? Another series of whining growls was issued and Vianni found herself jogging to get rid of the tension. She wasn't sure why she stayed when he brought Kait home, but she had. She was the first, Vianni reminds herself of this fact often. Frustration, anger, anxiety and betrayal washed through her, turning the butterflies into vicious dragonflies that bit and stung her stomach until bile rose in her throat. She growled as her stomach began to act up, and halted in her tracks, swallowing and licking her lips as the metallic tang of bile rushed into her mouth. She grumbled in her throat between swallowing, fighting the urge to empty her gut to no avail. Shaking her head, she turns, her stomach pumping itself as she growled between gags. Retching in the snow, she hisses and flags her tail angrily. Once she is done, she screams in rage at what she left behind and marched off a few paces to grab mouthfuls of snow and eat them to calm the burning in her throat. When she was done cleaning her mouth out, she thumps her butt down grumpily in the snow. "I do not want to walk anymore. My feet are swollen, my stomach hurts and my present company sickens me further. I'll not move another inch." She glared at Kait as she spoke to Solara, then searched behind them for Lucifer. 'But, no sun warm on back! The lightly colored wolverine stated, chittering as two orders conflicted in her mind. "I don't care, I am tired. I demand rest." She argued with the creature, the only one she had talked to on the walk over. There had been moments when the trip was boring enough to reach out, but then Vianni would remember that Kait was her husband's side bitch, and the wish to bond would leave her.

The sounds of fetching drew his ears to the source as he looked North. The sound was undeniably Vi, and the demon king turned his head as she moved from the bile. A sigh passed his lips. She was irritable, sore, and tired he knew. And with that now probably hungry. He shook his head as she started her complaining. He moved to her then his form covering hers as he sat with her back to his stomach. She wouldn't lay dang on him he knew. "Go on solara, go catch up to Noctus. He will guard you while I convince her." his words were soft, almost uncharacteristic so of him. He held no anger today, for today he was placid, tired and anticipating this to be his last few days with Vianni should the rainbow bitch of lived. She had a pack smell but he hadn't cared, she had paid for her mouthy ways with him.

He rested his head atop Vi's. He gave a contented sigh at this, even if she was growling at him he was content to sit with her for as long as she needed. He knew what her problem was, he wasn't blind nor deaf. She felt as if he were trying to replace her but she couldn't be more wrong. Once he was sure Solara was out of earshot he spoke finally. "What will it take Vi? You bear my heirs, they grow in your stomach now. My heart is in your jaws, unable to beat for another. You have everything I can give, my fears, my soul, my life. What more can I give you for you to realize what you have become to me?" it was the confession of a lifetime for him, but he would swallow his pride if he must for now to have her realize what she had done to an untamable beast. He would die without the feeling of her beside him on a daily basis.

He pinned his ears and closed his eyes. He knew he had to confess the monster he was but what she saw, he wasn't sure. "I've raped you, beat you, forced you to be what you didn't want. I murder in cold blood. I tore into the rainbow bitch, planted demons inside her, all so she would learn to mind her words. I forced Kait to be my concubine, practically raped her as well. I see a woman before me that loves a monster, yet I wonder why every day." his voice was hushed, brutally honest with himself and her. He knew exactly what he was but did she? He knew what normal wolves would see but found it hard to see the real problem with himself, the problem that when he became angry all morals went out the window for him.


Memories they haunt is mine"Whispers warm and tender" I still believe that you'll remember me

She knew she was being hormonal and was overreacting to the fact that she literally spilled her guts in the snow. The heat at her back nearly made her crumble, a lump worse than bile rising to clog her throat and make her whimper.  Her entire body shook as he came to her and wrapped himself around her. He had told her of the pack scent on the rainbow bitch, but she thought the wolf dead. Lucifer rarely left things breathing. Solara left them to tackle Noctus, roughly biting him on the scruff in an effort to bring the larger male down. She knew better than to stick around, one snap was enough.

Vianni listened to her husband as his voice massaged her back with its deep, rumbling tones. Panic rose and she felt it grip her soul for the second time, what if she had lived? It was this paranoia that had them on the move. She dared not speak, his unusual warmth toward her made her uneasy, and it felt more like an omen than a gesture to appease a hormonal pregnant female. Her dark king, he broke her heart with his words. Hissing through her teeth softly, but she stayed silent. Reclining into him, she spoke with a thick lump in her throat, and she could hardly breathe. "Lucifer...you came looking for a queen. You found a queen. No matter the mantle I must wear, I will wear it to prove this is so. I love you because you taught me just how strong I am. You showed me that I had a stronger will to survive, that I can take on wolves nearly twice my size and still hold my own. I've pushed you repeatedly to the edge, just as the rainbow bitch did. You snapped and hopefully killed the cur. You've snapped at me, beat me. You've raped me, forced me to bear witness to your infidelities. I only see a male who is looking for love when he already has it." She wasn't afraid of him,  the time for that had passed when she learned he wouldn't kill her for her obstinance.

"I love you, and if I could hear it from you...just once, Lucifer...I could be myself again. Please, I am begging you, say it!" Vianni moved then, but not to stand. She turned sideways and buried her face in his pelt as she felt herself breaking. Fear for the father of her children was weighing her down. She needed to hear him tell her those three words, if the rainbow had made it to the pot of gold, then there would be pack wolves sent to avenge her and kill him. Her mother and father had dealt with her in the same manner, and she knew all too well the dangers of hunting pack wolves. If anything did happen, she wanted to know he felt something for her. She had to hear it. A weak whimper escaped her before she could clamp her throat around it and silence the noise, fear came off her in droves, a smell he would have only smelled on her once before and never this strong. It was clear that she stressed over him.