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He waited patiently for her to turn and continued to plan. He might just be able to pull it off. Loosen one gauntlet then shove Amy and anger her before darting out the front door. Pull the door closed to break the line of sight then toss loosened gauntlet down the porch steps to mimic shuffling footsteps. If he did well enough to anger her it wouldn’t need to be that believe able of a farce. Then wait by the closed door for her to come barreling out. Still secured gauntlet to the throat to take her off her feet followed up with tearing out her throat by claw before she could even make sense of the deception. It would have been a stretch with his limbs working the way they should. But with his wounds…
She finally turned and issued a threat. Almost any threat would not have stray from such a bodily risky plan. The pride of his pack was worth more than his body. But to have her threaten them… it seemed their safety would outweigh any pride. Jaden was simply not strong enough to bet their safety should he fail. The conclusion was come to quickly after hearing her threat but he continued on with his plan anyway, all the while trying to reason it out differently. But nothing would come. He would pull aside her hair and lick at her neck before trailing down to her shoulder blades. Gently, he would then stabilize himself against her as he continued down the muscle and fur to her lower back. Finally he would fall to one knee and grab her by the hips. But he stopped then at the tail swaying in his face. His plan was defeated and now he was left with only the pride he’d hidden to get this far. It resurfaced with a vengeance. Amy represented all that he truly hated in the world. She was the same type of monster that had taken his first love and destroyed his home. The same that his new pack would kill if given the chance. And why was he going to do this? Because she threatened to hurt him? She could break his body and it would heal but this, betraying what he believed… it would not. He released her and pulled back but did not stand. He felt certain that further defiance would be met with an attack on him. Standing would only increase the places she could strike at. It’s no use, he would breath, The bitter evil on you will not come clean and it’s taste is not one I will stand.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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