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Balto cocked his head, his erect ears tilted and twitching. The wolf-dog seemed frozen to the spot, staring blankly at Jenna, who was gagged and tied on her back. Balto's companions couldn't help but stare as well, watching as Steele's warm cum bubbled out of her heat-swollen vulva. Jenna just whimpered through the balled-up, orange scarf, unable to prevent the lewd display.

A full minute passed before one of Balto's sled-dogs inched over to their leader and tapped the back of his head with a quick rap of the paw. Balto jumped, looking around, finding himself again. Steele had claimed all sorts of awful things about Jenna. They can't be true! he thought to himself. For months, the malamute had said with gloating grin, Jenna had been seeking him out and offering herself to Steele and his lackeys. She had begged for Steele's puppies!

"Impossible," he said. Setting down his bristling fur, he began walking forward, talking straight to the muffled Jenna. "You couldn't have wanted this - he held you down by the teeth!"

His sled-dogs stepped back, afraid to interfere with the cool, calmness on Balto's face. The wolf-dog continued, "It's just another of his tricks, right?" Jenna looked up at him with wide eyes, paralyzed. Balto said, "I'll do what I did last time. I'll clean you out as best I can, and then..."

Jenna's eyes lowered beneath Balto, widening to see his growing erection. Eyes wild, she shook her head back and forth, vigorously. Balto paused. "No? Why...why wouldn't you want that, Jenna?" His face crunched up into a grotesque grimace. "He...he had to be lying. Jenna, he was lying, right?"

Jenna just lay there, not moving a muscle. Why won't she answer? Balto's legs felt weak. He took another step forward. Jenna's scent engulfed the kennel, and Balto felt himself losing control. The world was spinning. Growling, his fur bristled, and he leapt forward through the gate of the kennel, in one swift motion tearing into the orange scarf, ripping the familiar cloth to shreds. In seconds, Jenna's front paws were finally free, and she reflexively coughed the silky cloth that had been gagging her throat onto the ground. Balto roared, "Answer me! Was he lying?"

Jenna cowered beneath the furious wolf-dog, crouched on all four. She'd never seen him like this before. Balto had resolved to get his answer, but seeing her shrinking away in fear, his heart stilled. Lowering his head, he took a step back, ears drooping. This time, his question was a soft whimper. "Was he lying?"

Still, the red-and-cream-colored husky wouldn't meet his eyes. Could it be true? He took a gentle step forward.

"Balto!"

Every eyes turned toward the gate to the yard. The musher stood there, red-faced and panting. "Bad dog! So this is where you ran off to." His heavy boots crunched through the snow as he jogged toward his lead sled-dog. The man chuckled, "Not that I can really blame you. You must've smelled her miles off - no wonder you guys made such good time."

Balto glanced at the musher, then back at Jenna with bright, yellow urgency in his eyes. "Answer me! Now, Jenna!"

"I'll let you off, this time, dog," the man continued, "But we've got more deliveries to make. Come on, boy." He was only five feet away.

Balto barked again, "Jenna!" Why won't she answer?

Jenna's mouth opened, but she still refused to meet Balto's gaze. "I..." was all she managed.

The musher's hand descended to Balto's collar, gripping him like iron. "Alright, let's go. You can see her later, boy." He pulled Balto away.

Balto fought, pulling against the man, whimpering, "Jenna..." as he struggled, scraping his feet painfully through the snow, against the cold ground in his efforts to reach the love of his life. Yet each time he leapt, the man's tugging pulled him further and further from Jenna and the answer on her lips that he needed to hear. "Jenna!" he barked, but still no answer formed on her lips. Growling, Balto dug all four feet into the ground and leapt.

The firm grip on his collar held, dragging the whining wolf-dog still further away. No! No! I need to know! Balto did the only thing his addled brain could think of.

He bit.

* * * * *

Jenna winced just at the memory of that moment. If only she'd answered him!

The man didn't hesitate. Balto's teeth scored along the man's arm, but he was mostly protected by his thick coat. Still, Rosy's father set in to Balto, pulling the wolf-dog back by the collar with his left hand and striking Balto with his right. The man was grimly silent as he worked; what use was saying "Bad dog!"? He ignored the desperate whines and whimpers from his charge.

Balto was dragged across the snow to the house. A strong hand clapped his mouth shut as the leather muzzle descended over his nose, before he was dragged off a moment later to the waiting sled.

Jenna had watched in disbelief. Now, she lay alone, sleepless in her backyard, the images flickering through her head.

Balto had never bitten anyone, not even other dogs! Her face burned - this was clearly her fault. She'd driven Balto mad. Would things have gone better if she'd told Balto the truth? If she'd torn out the last tendon of hope? Jenna couldn't even pretend that she hadn't known the wolf-dog would react the way he did. If only Steele hadn't gloated!

Steele. The husky gritted her teeth, still wincing at the teeth marks on her neck, stained red with her blood. He'd planned the little show, binding her up and fucking her in front of Balto! Her malamute was fixated on his rival, blind to what he was doing to her. She'd already chosen Steele; the black dog had no reason to be jealous of Balto. Jenna finally fell asleep, hours into the early morning, resolved to confront Steele the next time she saw him.

She woke to sun-sparkling snow, and a dark shadow standing over her. Her half-lidded eyes popped open. Steele was standing over her, grinning.

"Good morning, bitch," he said, with good nature.

God, he was handsome, and it wasn't just her lingering heat talking. The midday sunlight shone on the waves of his silky, black-and-white fur, highlighting his muscles. Balto always had a stringy, compact strength that had served him well. Steele, on the other hand, was rippling, raw force, coupled with an unerring confidence that seemed almost infectious; Jenna couldn't help but smile at the malamute, despite her frustration.

"Steele..." she began, trying to find the words she needed.

"Jenna, you smell positively stunning."

"Steele, I'm not in the mood."

Jenna moved away, but Steele countered her evasive maneuvers with his own invasive saunters. He turned his paw in a short circle, saying, "Why don't you turn around and see if I can't do something about that?"

Jenna knew exactly how good it would feel to give in to the malamute. But she couldn't leave things as they were. Steele had to understand that though Jenna had chosen the malamute, she still loved Balto and didn't want to see him suffer. She had to make the black dog see how his actions affected her.

"You didn't have to tell him like that! I was going to break it to him gently, after my heat," she yipped, her ears laid flat against her head.

Steele stepped beside her, his black fur nestled against hers and making her tremble. "I was tired of all the lies. He deserved to know, don't you think?"

She wanted to move away, she really did, but Steele's musky aroma filled her nostrils like physical hooks, pulling her closer. Taking a deep breath, she whimpered, "Not like that. He bit the musher! He's locked up!"

"Did he now?" Steele said with embellished candor that all too easily betrayed his fake sympathies, "Why Jenna, I'm so, so sorry," Steele dropped his head in theatrical fashion. "Don't you know what happens to most sled dogs that snap?"

Steele waited for the subtle inklings of fear to well in her eyes, before continuing. "I don't want to upset you, but let me just say they don't usually roll over for breakfast with the rest of us in the morning..." Steele lifted a paw to his head and clicked! his tongue before rolling his eyes upwards and dangling his tongue from the side of his mouth in grisly pantomime.

Jenna paled, her mouth gaping, speechless.

"But forget about Balto. This visit is about you and me." Steele crouched lower, looming over her and extending his snow-white paw under Jenna's curled tail. Her hindquarters quivered as the malamute lewdly ran his cold, snow-flecked digits across the heat-swollen lips of Jenna's spade, lingering there for a few sharp nudges before tracing Jenna's belly gently. "Now why don't you turn yourself around and let me give you that bellyful of pedigrees you always wanted?"

Jenna turned around, backing away from the malamute. If what he said was true, Balto was in serious danger! The musher couldn't shoot Balto, the Hero of Nome, could he!? Maybe she could find a way to help the wolf-dog escape - one last kindness after betraying him so completely. After she got another creamy load from Steele, of course.

But first, there was one more thing to discuss. "First we need to talk."

Steele cocked his head. "The only thing I want to hear is your pussy slurping around my dick."

Jenna lifted her head, showing off the creamy white fur of her neck, stained red where he'd bitten her. "Don't you see this? You hurt me, Steele! I begged you to stop but you just ignored me. My head still hurts from where you smacked my head against the dog house."

Steele sat down, nursing his growing erection with one paw and flicking his tail impatiently. "So I got a little carried away. What can I say? Bitches in heat excite me."

"Well, I was scared," she said, sniffing in the air. "If this relationship is going to work, you're going to need to li -"

Steele interrupted her with a sudden, forceful kiss, making the red husky blink in surprise. She tried again, "Steele -"

Wrapping his paws around her head, he kissed her again, pulling away with a loud smack! Flustered, Jenna said, "Stop! Listen to -"

Grinning, the malamute pulled down on her head, forcing her down roughly onto his throbbing cock. Jenna tried to pull away, but he was too strong, ramming himself between her lips until her nostrils were pressed up against the soft, white fur of his abdomen. He held her there, groaning as she inadvertently slathered him..

He smelled so rich, so masculine it sent shivers through her heat-addled mind, and despite her best efforts, she found herself slurping up his cock. I'll tell him to listen to me as soon as I can speak again, she thought, suckling eagerly. Her tail wagged back and forth, fanning her scent all over the backyard as she listened to him groan.

Finally, Steele pulled her muzzle off of him, leaving her panting and gasping to try to speak. "S-steele, *huff*, I...you -" was all she managed before the malamute walked confidently around her, ramming his nose up under her tail. "Uhhhhhhhnnn," she moaned, finding it difficult to concentrate.

He slathered her oversized gray vulva, curling his large tongue across every surface before slipping it into her needy folds. "Steele..." she gasped, failing once more to speak. Her legs trembled as he probed her, filling every last crevasse with his slick saliva. Whining, Jenna couldn't help but buck her hips up and down. This was what she'd wanted the day before - a private, loving affair between just him and her. Maybe he did understand her - maybe he had just gotten carried away!

Tugging his tongue free of her clenching pussy, Steele said, "Now let's give you what Balto never could - a nice, strong batch of puppies...with no weak little wolf-mutts this time."

Jenna whined, spreading her legs for Steele. Everyone, even Balto, knew that her dark red sons were Steele's, just as everyone knew that Aleu was a quarter wolf. Balto had raised all the pups as his own. Now that the wolf-dog was out of the picture, Steele would have to treat Aleu as his daughter. Jenna gasped, "I love Aleu..."

Steele jumped up, resting his enormous bulk on Jenna's wobbling hind legs. He spoke directly into her ears, "I'll give you some daughters you can be proud of."

Jenna shook, spreading her legs as she felt his throbbing tip poking up against her heat-swollen cunt. God, was she ready for another batch of Steele's rich cum. "But I'm proud of Aleu," she started to say.

Steele rammed himself forward right after 'proud', making Jenna drop her jaw and scream her daughter's name. "Aleu!!!" Her tight pussy spread wide, engulfing the black dog's enormous, red cock. Her mouth formed an 'o', letting out a long, plaintive howl. He's so huge!

He starting banging her hard, driving in and out of her with his still-growing erection. She had a lot of experience by now at taking the malamute's knot, but it never got any easier. The husky liked it that way, though, eager to feel Steele sealed tightly inside of her fertile cunny. Jenna humped wildly, desperate for a second dose of Steele's life-giving seed.

"Mom?"

Together, the copulating canines looked over at the house, where Aleu stood, looking confused. She was a half-grown pup by now, but her size belied her understanding. Cocking her head, Aleu asked, "Oh my God, Mom? Are you okay!?"

She must have heard me call her name! "Aleu, go back inside the house!" she cried, urgently.

The wolf-dog started to back away, but Steele gave her a big smile and said, "No, stay," pulling out just a bit and slowing his thrusts.

Aleu wrinkled her forehead. "Who is that? What's he doing to you, Mom? Is he hurting you!?" The puppy tensed her body, gritting her teeth as she approached Steele, quivering.

Aleu is too young for this! "Go back -"

Steele slammed his hips forward, his freshly swollen knot smacking into her sensitive pussy. Jenna's sentence was cut off with a loud yelp! that only made Aleu more concerned. "Stop that!" the wolf-pup shrieked, charging toward Steele.

The malamute calmly grinded his knot against Jenna's swollen spade, saying, "Explain it to her."

Jenna tossed her head back and groaned, glancing over at Aleu and barely managing to whimper, "S-stop, Aleu. He's not hurting me!"

Aleu slid to a stop just a few feet away from the two dogs. "Then why are you crying?"

Steele grinned madly, leaning in and repeating, "Yeah, why are you crying?"

Jenna moaned, "Unnnnhhh!" before saying, in a rush, "Because it feels so good!"

The puppy's eyes went wide, unable to imagine something feeling so good it was like it hurt. "What?"

Steele groaned, jabbing forward again. "Come closer."

Glancing over her shoulder, Jenna said, "Steele, no..."

But the curious pup came closer anyway, approaching the two from the side. Steele explained, "See how I'm stuffing your mom full? She's loving it."

"Why are you doing that?" she piped up.

"Steele, stop!" Jenna whimpered.

"She's got to learn sometime, Jenna." Turning to Aleu, Steele explained, "Once I get it all the way in, I'll fill her belly with little puppies like you."

"Woah..." Aleu gasped, confused.

"And pretty soon," he continued, "you'll be panting under every male in town, just like your mother."

The red husky tried to interrupt again, but Steele slammed into her, making her moan. Aleu just watched, ears standing straight up. "Ew, gross!" she said.

"Don't you want pups of your own some day?"

The little bitch thought about it for a while, then said, "Yeah, I guess it wouldn't be so bad."

Steele smiled. "Well, in a few months when you're feeling itchy, come and find me. I'll hook you up with a strong little batch of pups!"

"That's not funny," Jenna moaned.

"I wasn't joking. It's not like she's my daughter."

But what about us? He must be joking. He's ten times her age! Jenna could hardly believe her ears. Spending time with Sylvie or Dixie was one thing, but cheating on Jenna with her own daughter!? He was definitely joking.

"Now watch really close," Steele explained, "I'm going to stuff her all the way now." Aleu stepped closer, watching the constant pushes and pulls of their conjoined genitals. His knot kissed Jenna's sore pussy, spreading it wider and wider with each thrust.

"It won't fit!" Aleu cried.

She shouldn't be here. "Aleu..." she started to say, but it was too late. Steele took Aleu's shout as a challenge, and pounded forward, shoving his cock against her soft, stretchy lips. When that thrust proved insufficient, he pulled back and hammered in again, and again, Aleu watching with gaping mouth. It was all Jenna could do to stay standing beneath his onslaught, her cunt stretching painfully apart for his enormous knot.

"Almost...there..." he said, through gritted teeth.

Jenna bucked and whined, face burning as Aleu watched. He was so strong and insistent, thudding against her puffy folds - it was only a matter of time. Her tongue dangled from her mouth, dripping saliva on the cold ground. She'd never wanted Aleu to see her like this, completely devoid of any self-control, a puppet to Steele's whims.

The puppy laid her ears back and ducked her head submissively, instinctively aware who the alpha dog in this relationship was. Normally so strong and independent, Jenna's light-brown daughter hung on Steele's every word. Go away, Aleu! she thought, but thoughts were all she could manage as the malamute finally began to sink his knot in while the wolf-pup watched.

"Ahhh! Uhhhh! Aaaaahhh!" Jenna moaned, three enormous thrusts wedging his bulging, throbbing bulbus glandis into her grossly stretched vulva. Aleu gasped when the big dog finally took what was his, hilting inside Jenna's warm, fertile rump.

Jenna howled into the crisp air, her whole body shaking. Her sensitive pussy was stretched to its limit, every inch squeezed up against Steele's wet, pumping cock, sending spasms through her small body. Aleu said, "Oh my God!" again, clenching her eyes shut at the lewd display.

"Watch!" Steele barked, his hips rolling against the pup's mother. Whimpering, Aleu opened her eyes and did as she was told, watching how every last thrust tugged roughly at Jenna's distended mound. Steele whispered harshly in the husky's ear, "Tell her how it feels."

Jenna gasped, the warmth spreading rapidly from her hindquarters. She didn't want to - not in front of Aleu - but she opened her mouth like a good little bitch and moaned, "Harder, Steele! I've...never...felt...so...good!" The truth in her statement was self-evident from her howling, mindless humps. Jenna trembled beneath the malamute, dazed. She'd always enjoyed lifting her tail for Steele, but this was something else. Primed, in heat, she knew exactly what he was about to do to her waiting womb. If only Aleu weren't here, this would be perfect.

Steele launched himself back and forth, his cock pulling Jenna around as if she weighed nothing. "Watch closely, pup - in a month or two this will be your job, too."

The mother whined at her daughter, unable to tell her any different. This isn't what I want for you, Aleu... Climax hit the red husky like a truck, her pussy clenching down hard around the over-sized malamute, as her whole body dissolved into rapid, weak shudders. Now she found her voice, but all she could say in the throes of ecstasy was, "Breed me, Steele! Fuck me full of your puppies!"

Aleu watched in awe as Steele did just that. Steele hammered into his bitch and held himself there, balls convulsing as they rubbed up between Jenna's hind legs. Splurts! rang out twice a second that even Aleu could hear, splashing deep inside Jenna before spilling straight into her fertile womb. He'd seeded her once the day before, but Steele wouldn't be satisfied until her belly was achingly full - and neither would she.

Jenna's slender stomach grew heavy and wobbled beneath her against the onslaught of bubbling cum draining into her. All she could do was hump, howl, and take it all, though she could feel the pressure building within her bulging spade. "More...more!" she demanded.

Steele gritted his teeth, pulling her back roughly as he grinded himself in her tight cunt. Amazingly, her swollen, outstretched folds only grew larger, until they could no more, bursting apart with a hot, wet gush of cum that splattered their rumps and spilled steaming into the snow beneath them.

Though her womb was full and swaying beneath her, Jenna still regretted all the wasted seed now splattering the ground. But Steele, it seemed, had an idea. Still flooding his tight bitch, he glanced over at Aleu and ordered, "Come here - give it a taste."

Jenna's eyes went wide, managing to whimper, "Aleu, no, don't..." before dropping her jaw to moan again, her body spasming weakly. He's not joking, is he?

"Do it," Steele countered simply, and the puppy listened. Aleu walked tentatively up between the two dogs sniffing the boiling snow beneath them before lifting her nose to the source of the heady gushes. Sticky, white fluids fell like rain from Jenna's pussy as Aleu extended her tongue up to touch the wet union between her mother and Steele. The malamute must have been holding back, because as soon as the wolf-pup licked Jenna's quivering pussy, he grunted and a hot rush of cum spilled out of her onto the half-grown girl's tongue. She pulled back in shock, but not before getting a mouthful of his musky seed.

"Blech!" Aleu coughed, gulping the salty cum down where it welled in the back of her throat. Jenna whined pitifully, looking over her shoulder at her daughter's impromptu sexual education. But what could she say? The husky humped her hips, shivering as another gush of cum splattered out of her, splashing all over Aleu's face.

"This isn't so bad," the puppy concluded to herself, running her tongue across her muzzle to taste more. She poked her nose up against Jenna's overstuffed hole and licked, gulping every last drop. Any cum that couldn't fit in Jenna's belly went straight into Aleu's. Jenna wished she could say something to her daughter, but that firm, wet tongue on her trembling pussy sent the young mother into another explosive climax.

Steele was done with Jenna, turning his attention to Aleu. Rather than turn around, he just pushed Jenna face first into the snow to shudder out the rest of her orgasm, her rump dangling in the air around Steele's cock. The malamute turned to Aleu and said, "Good girl. Lick it all up."

She obliged him, saying, "It tastes good!"

He chuckled. "You think it's good going down your throat, but look at what it does to your mother, splashing down her cunt."

Aleu spared her mother a glance, watching Jenna shudder and moan in the cold snow. "Will I ever feel like that?"

"If you're a good little girl and come to me when you're ready."

She perked up. "Okay...sir."

"Call me Steele. I have a feeling we're going to get quite 'close' in the months to come."

Jenna's chest heaved, wanting so much to speak but being physically unable to. The best she could do was to whine uncontrollably, until Steele finally softened enough to pull out of her with a wet sploop! Her vulva slowly contracted now that it was empty, gushing with Steele's excess cum. Standing on wobbly legs, Jenna turned humiliated to her young pup and said, "Aleu, listen to me..." Where to begin? That Steele was too old for her? That he might be her father? Aleu needed to know that she had a whole world and a whole life ahead of her, not to bed down with the first male that sniffed her heat.

Flip! Steele placed a heavy paw on Jenna's shoulder, rolling her onto the ground. Jenna yelped in surprised, suddenly pinned on her back with Steele looming directly over her, his spent cock resting on her forehead. With paws pinning both her shoulders, the malamute said, "Aleu, come her and clean up your mother."

Jenna gasped, looking forward to see her puppy just beyond her curled tail, looking curiously at the very hole she'd squeezed through to enter this world. Jenna knew she must look a mess down there, but this was her job to take care, not her daughter's! "No, Aleu," she stammered, squirming left and right futilely. "Don't listen to him!"

Steele growled, pushing harder on Jenna's shoulders. To Aleu, he said, "Your mother's just jealous because she wants me all to herself." Staring pointedly into Jenna's wide eyes, he continued, "But she knows that even though she's my main squeeze, I'll help out any bitch in need - doesn't she?"

"Yes, Steele," the young mother whimpered, knowing there was no arguing with the big, black dog when he was like this. That's not true, is it? It's not just jealousy. Shouldn't I expect a husband who only lusts after me?

"Good," he smiled, before looking back to Aleu. "Now clean your mother out."

Jenna met her daughter's eyes and shook her head in protest, but Aleu knew who was really in charge, and for once, it wasn't her mother. "Yes, Steele," the puppy said, in chilling pantomime. She crept up between her mother's legs, lowering her muzzle to Jenna's trembling mound. Jenna gasped as her young offspring took a lick of her sensitive, puffy folds.

"Good girl," Steele praised. "You'll go far, obeying your elders like this."

Aleu's tail wagged at the unexpected praise, and she set to her job with renewed enthusiasm. Jenna kicked her feet to now avail as the puppy slathered her genitals in wet saliva, gulping every last visible drop of Steele's cum before, pushing her little nose right between Jenna's folds, finding more just inside.

"Aleu, n-"

"That's it. Deeper," Steele commanded, placing a paw over Jenna's mouth, silencing her. "Get it all."

Aleu poked her nose even deeper, her tongue slurping deep inside Jenna. The puppy had to take a deep breath before forcing her muzzle the rest of the way inside, flicking tongue finding more and more of the salty mix of Steele's and Jenna's juices. Jenna let out a muffled moan through the paw that covered her mouth, unwittingly aroused by her daughter's thick snout spreading her apart. Aleu's cold, wet nose thudding against Jenna's firm clitoris, and soon Jenna was weakly bucking her hips.

"See, she likes it," Steele laughed. "Don't stop now, and you'll get a nice reward."

Aleu nudged herself deeper, her face already wet. She slurped and gulped noisily, eating out her mother with a puppy's youthful abandon. Jenna's humping whimpers only seemed to spur Aleu on, but Jenna was burning up inside. She wasn't supposed to be getting sexual favors from her own daughter! Aleu might not know that what she was doing was wrong, but Steele certainly did, and he knew full well that Jenna didn't want this. Why is he doing this to me? Before, he was showing off for Balto, but now?

As much as Jenna disapproved, Aleu's insistent licks were turning her on. Unable to fight Steele or her own feelings, Jenna lay back and gave in, bucking her hips and squeezing down around her daughter's muzzle. Her clit was on fire, and she moaned louder and louder through Steele's paw.

"Get ready, Aleu. Here comes your prize!"

Aleu opened her muzzle wide, still buried between Jenna's legs, stretching the red husky only half as far as Steele's cock. But it was enough. Jenna shuddered, howling at exactly the same time that Steele removed him paw from her mouth to let the pure, unadulterated sound pierce the air.

Squirt!

Jenna splashed Aleu's face with a wet explosion, instantly coating her head and face. Squealing, Aleu tried to pull out of her mother, but Jenna clenched down hard, pulling her deeper instead. Aleu was helpless to resist as Jenna came around her, squirting more and more liquid into the puppy's muzzle. The wolf-pup had to gulp it all down or choke, swallowing madly.

Steele stood, walking past the ejaculating husky with his traditional swagger. Running a paw down Aleu's back, he said, "It's all I can do not to grab you right now and breed you right in front of your mother."

Jenna heard, but she was too busy squealing to react.

"But I wouldn't want to hurt that tender little pussy. I've got big plans for it," he said, slipping his paw beneath Aleu's tail to roughly caress her under-developed puppy-cunt. To Jenna, he said, "I'll see you again tomorrow, bitch," while to Aleu he added, "And I'll be seeing you in a couple of months." He gave her pussy one last squeeze before bounding over the fence and leaving the two females quivering and panting in the snow.

Finally, Jenna could speak without being interrupted. Gasping for air, she looked down at her drenched daughter's face and said, "You don't have to listen to him, Aleu. You've got to make up your own mind."

Aleu nodded, but said, "After what he did to you, why wouldn't I listen to him? You chose Steele - why shouldn't I?"

Jenna didn't have a response. Aleu seemed strangely older now, as she turned and walked away from her quivering mother.

Soon, the husky was alone with her thoughts, but she still felt like she was in a crowded room. Ideas and possibilities flooded her mind: Should I leave Steele? Does he really care about me? How can I leave when he makes me feel so great!? But what about all the things I don't like: sleeping with other women, ignoring me, putting on an air of cruelty... Or is he just cruel? Can I really blame Aleu for being drawn to him? Why do I get the feeling that this is a huge mistake!?

Would Balto even take me back?

As she lay there, she realized that there were only really two choices she could make: Steele, and everything that came with him, or Balto, and all that she stood to lose.

It was time to choose.