Malachi threw her the pillow and she caught it. "Your home is big. I am sure you can let me sleep in the basement even if you don't want to give me a room."
"I am giving you a room. This room." He told her.
He hated that he was doubting his brother. He knew Saul would die for him but perhaps he was too angry at the moment and leaving this woman out of his sight would be dangerous. She would probably rejoice at the fact that she was driving a wedge between them.
He could not keep her here for too long and allow her to cause division between his people. He would use her to get a hold of the inventions fast and then… he would get rid of her.
Malachi wondered what his mother was thinking by bringing them together. If he knew his people and how the rule worked, there would be an uproar soon. People didn't like confusion or uncertainty about the ones in power. Being a king with a human breedmate was a threat to their existence.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!