我的藏獒开了我的花苞

"Je to jeho zodpovdnost vi nm. Je to jeho povinnost se o ns postarat." The leader utters to her swiftly concluding their conversation from progressing further as she kneels by my side delivering the small wooden cup filled with a dense green liquid to me.

(It is his responsibility to us. It is his duty to provide for us)

As I take the cup with my quivering hand, the uncertainty of the ingredients used to make the drink inundates me. "W-What does it possess?"

"Nothing to be overly concerned of," Vdce responds severing an unusual object which resembles a twig into two and draining the red substance that leaks from it into my drink adding to my suspicion of it.

"Would it make me sleep?"

"Yes. But it shall also make you bleed." She answers me stirring the cup towards my mouth as I gag at the nauseating smell it holds. Did she just say bleed? From where exactly?

"Wai-" Before I could wholly protest the cup is pushed firmly once more to my lips the drink slipping forcibly into my mouth as I clench my eyes shut swallowing it all down my aching throat.

"Help her spread her legs, Moira." The leader orders removing the container from my hand depositing it away from my reach as Moira nods in assent of the command crawling to my feet clinging onto my ankles as she aids me in performing the action for I have no strength left to do so.

I do not ask more questions for I know the solutions to them shall be vague or I shall be disregarded. My heart pulsates heavily to the ambiguity of the situation and it fuels my panic. Tortuous seconds pass as we three wait patiently for what I am unsure of. For me to perhaps lose consciousness?

My eyes swell to the sudden sharp extreme pain that stabs brutally at my lower abdomen my mouth opening wide to permit an earsplitting scream to pass. My head is thrown back to take support from the mattress as I hold the weight of my body on my elbows. It feels as though I am giving birth.

"Make it stop!" I yell my head swaying face scrunching up to as I strain to set free what wishes to be released. I am unable to handle what is taking control of my body.

"We cannot. This is the vital part to cease your heat." Vdce says as my claws elongate ripping through what is left of the bedding.

"Goddess!" I screech painfully for I feel as though my uterus is being continuously cut with a sharpened blade. Moira forces my legs further apart bending low to study my bare cunt. This is so uncomfortable even my male has not examined me entirely naked yet these females have seen all of me thoroughly and that too several times.

"I think she needs to squat, Vdce." Moira remarks as she gapes up at the leader meeting her eyes hunting for her approval.

"Help her." The leader retorts with a brief nod as the female promptly stands clasping her limbs beneath my underarms pulling me up with ease as my eyes roll back into my head my surroundings spinning. The immediate shift of movement has me undeniably dizzy.

"You must squat, Krlovna." She advises as she yanks open the tent flaps holding me by my waist she hunches down with me her eyes set on telling me to remain strong. At this moment all I sense from her is sheer kindness.

"It hurts so much," I whine as with a feeble grunt endeavouring to set loose what wants out. If my male was here he would have done everything in his power to heal me this I certainly know.

"You must push it out." She mutters as I reign in my thirst to send forth a sarcastic comment. I know I must push Moira I am not birdbrained. Exerting myself I hold onto my knees to force my uterus to allow it to pass and after a few unpleasant minutes, it belatedly does.

Feeling it depart my body I peek down at the grass floor to take a good look at it gasping audibly at what I witness.

Blood. Thick bloody discharge leaks out my cunt staining the fresh grass with a deep shade of red. "Thank goddess." Moira sighs with relief as she takes a deep breath in calming herself her concern fading.

The acute pain instantly subsides and my consciousness returns to me. This blood is the lining of my womb and the fact that I lost a chance to birth a pup weighs down on me. Phobos and I are in no way ready to have a pup for we merely met six months ago but it would be truly wonderful to birth a male who resembles him in every way. A tiny Phobos. My little beast.

A delicate light smile descends over my face to the thought as Moira frowns with a confusion of my antics. "Why are you smiling, Luna?"

"Nothing. Nothing at all. Help me back, Moira." I purposely overlook her inquiry requesting her as she abides by my words with no reluctance.

As I am accompanied into the tent the leader stands still her hands locked behind her back waiting for my entrance. The female assists me once more to lie flat upon the cushion whilst Vdce picks up her cloak placing it over her forearm equipping to leave.

This is her tent rather this is her home. She resides here instead of a warm cottage and seemingly moves in with Moira during the harsh winters. She is quite close with Moira in a way for they both underwent similar trials in life. The leader had also lost her male when she was young and was left without the possibility to bear a pup of her own. She has led a lonesome life and the pack is all she knows.

"I shall rest in Moira\'s hut, Krlovna. You can sleep here for the night."

"Thank you," I murmur with genuineness. I am fairly grateful to these two for helping me through my stressful time.

"Tomorrow when you awaken you will presumably feel slight soreness but you shall be in no pain. When day breaks be punctual for your training."

"I have followed your instructions for six months. What more could there be for me to learn?" My annoyance at this is boldly shown in the tone of my voice.

"There is much for you to discover. You are still oblivious to many of our ways." Moira feels the tension seething between us and taking it as a sign to give privacy she bows with reverence towards me and exits the tent leaving me alone with this bothersome female.

"I do not know what you want me to be, Vdce."

"Nothing too different from your current soul." She responds as my globes enlarge to her words. Is this her way of assuring me I am good as I am?

"I do not understand."

"I want you to be a female standing on our lands boastfully with having reached your fullest potential."

"And what kind of a female do you deem me to be after having done so?"

"A Queen. Our queen."