The flame that had burned for so many years within Kaena had very nearly been extinguished, doused in the hybrid woman's spilled blood by Haku Soul. He had almost ripped it clean out of her; anyone who had the misfortune of happening on the Lykoi matron in the first month's worth of aftermath following her attack would have seen that plainly in her single remaining eye, which had appeared just as hollow and empty as the socket right next to it. Strange how after everything the coyote woman had been through, it was something so seemingly tiny and insignificant as Haku that would upset her balance so much. After all, she'd already been through it all; her very own half-brother had introduced her to all the darker desires of men when she was very young. What did Haku Soul have to offer that was new to Kaena Lykoi? She had years on him and his parents both.
The coyote wished she could feel pity for the russet wolf once again, she wished she could feel something for her again—maybe Haku had ripped the ability to love from her, too. There were too many things he had ruined for the monochrome-furred coyote. “Sorry,” she repeated flatly, though an actual sneer threatened to break out on her face for a moment, the corner of her coal lip twitching. “So you've come back, and Inferni is to guard you once more,” she added, quickly lest the concrete mask she'd forced onto her features disintegrate into that sneer. “Good—we need another war, another front to guard,” she said, this time the sarcasm clear in her tone. Kaena Lykoi was not generally difficult to read where it came to emotions.
The hybrid woman wondered what might have changed if she were the Aquila now. She had no right to turn Fatin away—though part of her didn't wish to at all, a larger part did, whether out of spite or misguided aggression it was not clear—and Gabriel would not haven forgiven her if she did. Not only had she guarded his very own children, taking them away from danger, but she was damn good at what she did. Rather suddenly and without warning, the hybrid's coal-colored ears were pinned against her head, a very different emotion from rage or disdain on her features now. “I needed you,” she said plaintively. And you weren't there, she added silently, yellow-golden eye searching the cinnamon-colored wolf's face for a response.
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