PUMA'S PRIDE
Mother wake up!
For'mya bolted upright on the small bed in the quarters she occupied. Kavalian ships were not meant for comfort and the bed was not only small, but exceedingly uncomfortable given her very pregnant condition. She groaned softly knowing full well what it felt like to be pregnant and waking up before she was ready. For'mya had spoken to Muton, or listened to him speak actually, for nearly three full hours before he finally chased her to bed. After ordering the two Kavalian guards to escort her back to her quarters in a particularly harsh voice and tone, For'mya had wondered if perhaps everything he had told to her was nothing more than a lie. She should have known better, but something inside her told her she could trust this man. No matter that his entire body was covered in fur and he was part of those who had imprisoned her and then condoned her being raped and…
