Golden eyes narrowed at Shayde with her confession that she had no intention to let him know that she was pregnant until the puppies had already been birthed. Did she honestly believe that the alpha male would be okay with this? Had she been honest with him, perhaps they could have worked something out. But right now, the large Mackenzie Valley brute was livid. She had gone out and done something stupid and now the pack was going to take the blame for it. How would they support a litter of puppies in the middle of winter? Hunting was already scarce, and his newly dubbed pack hunters had not brought anything back yet. He was already insecure about the fate of the current members, let alone worrying about adding more mouths to feed.
With the arrival of a litter, that also meant that Shayde would be laid up for at least a month, possibly two, because there were no other wolves in the pack that could surrogate for her litter. No one else would be able to nurse the leeches, and that meant he would not have a beta for quite some time. There was so little logic behind this litter of pups that Vorilye could not fathom why she would wait this long to clue him in, let alone let him find out simply by his own observations.
Her incredulousness was a bit offsetting. Why would Vorilye ask her a question if he did not expect an answer? "I don't ask you things just to waste my breath, Shayde," he hissed in anger, more angered by the fact that she had made him look like a fool in front of this lone male than the fact that she had dared to challenge him. He had no problem with her dominance; that was part of the reason she was his beta. However, he refused to look like a fool in front of anyone, including loners who thought it was bright to proposition his apparently pregnant beta. This situation was quickly snowballing out of control. If he could not put the breaks on this one soon, they would be in trouble.
"Who is the father, Shayde?" he repeated, enunciating the words as if he was speaking to a newborn pup, reiterating the fact that he knew she had heard him the first time. Never did it dawn on him that she was keeping this from him out of fear. Instead, Vorilye believed that the beta was hiding the litter because she was ashamed of it. No one would keep such a large secret from the pack's leader unless there was a reason to keep it a secret, and Vorilye had never given Shayde any reason to fear his reactions toward her. It was because of this that it did not even dawn on the alpha that the pups could very well have been his. After all, why would his beta keep that a secret?
A frustrated huff slipped through the alpha male's lips as he impatiently awaited Shayde's response. The look of anger that passed through her eyes briefly confused Vorilye. What reason would she have to be angry for him asking such a question? He had the right to know such things as the leader of this pack. If he was going to be stuck supporting some random loner's pups for the next ten to twelve months, Vorilye would be certain to hunt him down and waste him where he stood. He would not stand for yet another wolf abandoning responsibility. Vorilye would ensure that these pups were taken care of, but he would not be happy about it. It was only because of Shayde's high esteem in the alpha's mind that he even remotely considered the possibility of raising pups that were not his own. She should be grateful, not angry. Stupid bitch, he thought with a grimace, staring down the smaller female as he waited patiently for what was sure to be an explosive answer.
Count | 674 words Muse | Great. Tags | Bardou, Shayde Notes | This post came fairly naturally as well. Sorry about the wait.
Last Edit: Jan 15, 2013 16:30:35 GMT -5 by Vorilye
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
