No, that was one of my fathers men, Blu protested.
Ridge Addison, her fathers right-hand man, had taken off Amandus Mastersons head with one swipe of his talons. Blu could never be angry at Ridge, because hed been protecting her and Creed at the time.
Creed wastortured by my father. Her father had ordered the punishment of one thousand talons against her husband. Her heart pulsed as she recalled finding Creed bloodied and near death in a ditch following that awful torture.
He suffered for me. She let out a breath. Clutching the air with needy fingers, she shifted from foot to foot, jittery with need. Please. It is all I want, to give my husband a child. To answer my breeds innate call to surround myself with family.
Those were the desires that twanged daily at her very soul. It wasnt right she should be denied merely because her breed was not compatible with Creeds.
One child is all you ask?
Well It would be greedy to ask for many. Yet a pack, or even a tribe, required more than a few. The ability to carry my husbands children is what I ask, no matter it be one or more than one. Is that all right? She winced. Be firm, positive. I want my womb to be receptive to his sperm, to get technical.
With a tilt of her head, the faerys eyes glowed, deep amethyst caught in surrounding stone. And what do you offer in return for so great a boon?