Jason Chandler; Glad you liked the chapter.
Okay, ladies and gentlement. This is the last chapter. Sad? I know but don't worry the drama had just started! Enjoy and see you at the sequel!
A week has past since Malka sang to Kula. Since then Kula couldn't get the other handsome dark gold furred prince out of her mind.
On one particular, Kula set out to find him. Luck would have it, she found Malka by the watering hole.
Kula took a deep breath and walked up to him. "Malka,"
Malka looked up from drinking and smiled. "Kula..."
"Shut up!" the pale brown lioness cut him off.
Malka was taken back at the sharpness in her tone. But knew better and sat.
Kula closed her eyes and took deep breaths. "For the past seven days all I could do is think about you. You'll every where I go. Hunting, everywhere! You're even in my dreams! There's no doubt in my mind that I had fallen love with you."
Malka smirked and let out and light chuckled. Before Malka knew it, Kula had licked his muzzle much like he did her a week ago. Malka smiled before returning the lick.
Kula pulled away to catch her breath. But she also had tears in her eyes.
Malka's smile fell as he frowned. "Kula...what's wrong?"
Kula sniffed up some tears before looking at the lion she loved. "As I do love you, we can never be."
Malka's frown deepened. "How come?"
Kula lowered her head. "Malka, I'm pregnant...and the cub is Simba's."
Malka didn't think and nuzzled Kula deeply before pulling away and looking straight in Kula's dark green eyes."I love you. I had always loved you. So you being pregant by Simba is nothing. I will love this child as if it was my own. I love you Kula and I want to be with you until I die."
Kula smiled before thrusting her head under Malka's. "I love you, too. I would love to be your mate and maybe we can have a cub of our own."
Malka nuzzled his fiancee lovingly. "Maybe but let's enjoy the now."
Kula said nothing but followed her love's advice. She nuzzled into Malka's black mane and enjoyed the now.
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A few months later Kula went into labored. Nala was sitting by her mother and Tama with a scrowl.
Nala's greenish eyes full of disgust. "What's the big idea? It is not like I'm in there."
But in a few months she will be. As Simba and Nala are now king and queen as well as mates. So during their night, the mating deed was done. A little prince or princess is on the way.
Simba and Malka was both pacing. Simba because he still loved the lioness in the birthing cave and it was his cub being born.
Malka. A week after the Kula confessed they married. Kula found out some interesting things about her mate. Malka knows his father wasn't the best of the best lions in the savannah but Scar was his and Alastair's father and he was a good one.
Malka was knocked out of his thoughts when Amana and Sarabi walked out.
"Is Kula alright? The cub?" Malka asked rushing over to his mother-in-law and the dark beige lioness.
Sarabi nodded and smiled, "She wishes to see you."
Malka started to walk in when Simba walked by.
"Wait, wait, wait. What the hell you think you're doing!" the dark gold lion growled.
"I'm seeing my cub!" Simba growled back.
Malka growled, "This is my mate! So you stand back until I'm done!"
The cousins roared at each other until Joyce jumped in between.
"She wants to see both of you!"
The males growled before walking in the cave. Lying on a grass bed that Malka made himself was a tired and exhusted Kula. In her paws was pale brown bundle.
Kula looked up and smiled at the two males. "Simba...Malka meet Kovu."
Simba raised an eye brow as his face scrunched up, "Kovu?"
Kula smiled, "I named him after Malka's dad. He said Scar was a good father. I bet one day he will be too and be a great lion as well. Something Scar could of been."
Malka nuzzled his mate, "I love it."
Simba looked down at his son and nuzzled the cub's head. The cub opened his eyes at his father's touch to revealed orange orbs.
"He has my eyes." the gold furred king breathed.
Kula smiled at the love Simba was showing their son. Simba nuzzled Kula before licking the pale brown lioness' head.
Malka sat next to his mate as she yawned. He nuzzled her and licked her nose. "Sleep my queen. I'll be here, always and forever."
Kula smiled before lying her head down and closing her eyes before whispering.
"Always and Forever,"
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Aasha walked pass the Pridelands' border and into the Outlands where a voice stopped her in her tracks.
"Halt!"
Aasha looked and was shocked that a demanding vocie came from a jackle.
Aasha glared. "If I don't?"
"Do you want to know?"
Aasha looked and seen a large creamy white lion with a white muzzle and paws. His bluish eyes digged right into her soul as his black mane flowed in the night wind.
"What is a lioness like you doing in the Outlands? You could be attacked or worst."
Aasha snorted, clearly not afraid. "I came looking for alliance. To help me get my throne back."
The lion smiled, "Why didn't you say so. I'm sure my friends and be more than happy to help you."
At that hyenas of the dozen appeared right along with more jackles. Aasha smirked before laughing darkly with the lion and his friends under the night's full moon.