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Io had made the lengthy journey to Inferni from the tribal lands on horse back, a deep pit of guilt in her stomach. And beside it lay the children of Jacinto. She was sure of it. Positive. And after all, despite having three surviving children out of a good fire or so litters, you think she'd be able to tell. Jaroslaw had caught on pretty fast. He'd kept his mouth closed of course. But his mate coming home smelling of sex and another man, then falling ill a week later didn't give him any other reason to think she'd cheated on him. And he didn't even like pups, he didn't want them. Least of all he didn't want to raise kids that weren't even his own. But still he stood beside Io, he longed for her long enough and wouldn't loose her over her loose ways. There wasn't any visible signs yet, but to the feel her stomach was harder, and that was proof enough. She'd come to notify Jacinto. And she wasn't looking forward to it.


As she reached the borders she let out a call for Jacinto. Him and only him. Her white fingers wrapped around her snowy mounts mane nervously, shamefully almost. After all they both had mates. Both cheated. And it was both their faults. But Io had no desire to rid herself of these children. She cared too much. The Elan Soquili still didn't feel a hundred percent and hoped dearly that this wouldn't be made difficult. Dismounting she waited for the male.



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