WC:543+ - OOC End.Points - 5
As Kai's hand pressed against the bite wound she had created, he watched his mate as realization fully dawned upon her what had happened, and his heart felt heavy, like lead. Everything inside of him felt like that. His head lowered a little as she yelled to her mother, but soon enough, her anger and grief and pain were soon aimed directly at him. She shouted at him that their pups were gone as if it was his fault. Perhaps it was, to a degree. He should have been there to protect Axelle. He should never have let her leave to meet her father, to fight him, especially knowing that she was pregnant. The risks were too high, but he had promised her he wouldn't go. Now look what had happened.
Instantly, Kai's blood flared up as he was accused of being solely to blame. He wanted to yell back at her, that it was she that had been so desperate to meet Tyko, that she had been the one to persuade him not to go with her, that she had been so bent on revenge that she had ignored the fact that she carried new life inside of her belly, that it had to be protected. But nothing came from his mouth. His head remained bowed as he took her yells, her abuse, knowing this was her initial way of dealing with it all. He would let her shout, he would let her attack him in that moment, and he would take it without dishing any of his own.
He braced himself for an attack, closed his eyes briefly, but opened them once more when she spoke of him not deserving this, of someone better, someone good, and despite her injuries, he saw her turn and run off. His first instinct was to chase her, to follow closeby. She was still bleeding, after all, still hurt. But he knew her reaction if he did - she would feel trapped, smothered by him, by his presence. She had already made it quite clear that she could barely stand the sight of him lately. And so, despite all logic and reasoning, he let her go. His eyes lowered to the ground and he saw the blood there that had leaked from Axelle. Malakai's eyes began to sting with tears and his throat locked with emotion. Sitting there, alone now, in the forest, the aggressive, stubborn black male cried for the litter he had lost, for the pups he would never see, never hold. His form sank as he sobbed quietly to himself, his hand reaching out for the small puddle of blood already vanishing into the forest floor.
He remained there for a little while, grieving, until the tears slowed in their descent. Wiping his face with his hands, trying to hide the wet matted fur there, he climed to his feet, the world seeming a little more stable in his view now. Axelle was hurt and she needed to get back to the caverns so a medic could take a look at her. That was his main priority right now, the only thing he would focus on, and so setting off after his mate, all he had to do was follow the scent of her blood.
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