Furious eyes bound Deimos beneath their sharp claws ready to plunge deep into flesh and draw blood, unhesitant mouths fling words of daggers towards him. Each strike of theirs he takes calmly with strength as a true warrior.
His spine straight head tilted up he meets the eyes of each present wolf. The chaos has merely begun yet it spreads unmercifully like wildfire. The pack erupts in flames, a tradition held with deep respect and honour broken down by their Alpha. What they had known as right and prideful stomped on by whom they are led by.
The elders are calm among the shrieking voices, their eyes unwavering from Deimos. They watch him as vultures watch dead prey circling, waiting to feast. I see the respect they held for him die with time, disgust seeping forward taking control.
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Before the first warrior in line could shift, Deimos's wolf lunges for the male's throat giving him the gift of surprise.The warrior tries to fend him off with his claws that sink into my king's flesh with ease but he is relentless his teeth bite into the tenderness of the male's shoulder tearing a piece of flesh spitting it upon the ground as if he found the taste vile as the warrior groans and grunts in agony to what is inflicted upon his body.Deimos's wolf is unmerciful with the warrior fighting only with teeth that shred his flesh into pieces littering the ground with meat and blood. It is a quick death he gives him a deep hole he punctures into the skull of the wolf crushing the skull between his jaw holding him under his heavy paws until life drains from the male's eyes.
As I turn around I see the elders retreating, their fight dying. They are powerless against him, he has shown them this."I believe this shall be a turning point for the pack." I whisper to myself glaring at their backs. Shameless. All bark and no bite, sending their wolves against the Alpha all because they believe filthy ways is what the moon wishes.Whilst the pack scurries away, my eyes land on that female. She stands still among the moving crowd. The one who looks like the female of sin. She watches me as I watch her. I wonder how I look in her eyes? A weak wolf or a strong wolf?She is a peculiar female I noticed this, the way she never spoke or interacted much. The way she kept to herself reading books. She reminded me of a wolf. She reminded me of myself. And this scared me. De
"Deimos." I whisper standing by the door not taking a step into his cave until he welcomes me in just like I was another regular wolf.He slowly gazes up at me and offers me a weak smile. "Mate. Come in, you do not have to wait outside. This is your home." He utters shifting into a more comfortable position, the bed groaning to his movements. Deimos never calls me by my name respecting my wish to not be called as such by him. It feels like we have retreated to our initial meeting when he calls me mate.I peek at the bowl filled with water next to a washcloth placed by his feet. "What is that for?" I question trudging towards him eyes lingering on the floor, unable to meet his that beckon mine. My voice is soft as if I were speaking to a pup, I saw the war within him. I know how he feels at this moment.
"Is this better?" Deimos questions softly alluring emeralds shifting to lay upon my flesh unblinking he waits patiently for my answer."More to the right, perhaps. It needs to be in the centre of the room." I reply taking a few steps backwards squinting to scan the area to see if it fits well with the entirety of the cabin.He offers me a quick nod and once more begins to propel the wooden table forward with ease, there is no exertion from him with the task as he abides by my instructions with ease.It is quite early, daylight has not yet been born night still wide awake and here we are Deimos and me, refurbishing his cabin for Kal. We decided a few days ago to make this place suitable for our male and us where we perhaps could spend time as a family in privacy and comfort from the dis
I know why he did this. This way we will not be bound to only the summoning scent of the other. This way we can breathe and not be pulled into another situation as such. He is taking measures just so I am not forced by the bond.He is blind, I am not forced by the bond. I touched him by my own will, on my own accord. It is him who is confused. But am I drawn to him merely because of the bond as he suggests? Or am I drawn to his soul and him as my mate and Kal's father? The root of our trials has ended, a new light has shone upon us. There is nothing else that shackles him to his faults.But there is one that constantly fights against the feelings of my heart. Our past. His choice, his betrayal. Now, that is a completely different thing. That lies in my hands, whether I choose to move past them or not. Whether the retribution he seeks sh
"I do not have you wrapped around my finger." Perhaps that may be the difference between his mother and me."You do not even know it but you do. I cannot escape you." He whispers whilst standing up to lift his jeans that do not sit well on his hips. "How about we paint the night sky? With the moon and the stars?" He questions quickly changing the topic, he has spoken his truth it does not necessarily mean my reaction to it is required."The night sky?""Indeed. When Kal sleeps in here he can feel as though he were one with nature something that he can keep throughout his growth." Deimos says with a gentle smile as he visualizes his male resting here. He visualizes where and what furniture he could arrange to make sure his male is content, safe and comfortable.
"I shall toast the bread for you if you'd like." He says his back turned to me as he arranges the cutlery upon the table. He even has a vase of fresh flowers in the middle, which adds to the welcoming aura."No, it is all right." I whisper back. This situation scares me but it also calms me. It feels as though things had never changed between us. There is a natural feeling of this environment, me by the stove him preparing the table. If Kal were here, one would think we are a family. An actual family. I smile at the thought looking down hiding it from his eyes.He peeks at the stew from over my shoulder right palm raised to slowly settle upon my waist. I take a deep breath in as he lifts the spoon to his lips licking it to taste. He gives a nod in satisfaction then he dips it back into the pot again. Lifting the spoon he blows on it to
Her bladder is set free due to her enthusiasm and her wish to mark her territory, for she urinates all over him. He pays no heed to it merely whispering, "I missed you too." Sitting up his hands clutch onto the fur of her neck fingers scratching her flesh as he calms her excitement. Her licks do not halt rather she focuses on other areas, his cheeks and his neck. She cleans him, a way of showing her love just as Deimos does for me. She gives him what he gives us.She sits on her hind legs nuzzling into his neck soft chirps and whines are let out by her as she tucks her face underneath his chin. Her way of saying how much she missed him and grumbling of how I had kept her away from his warmth. He leans his face backwards giving her more space to cuddle into him."I understand." He soothes her upsetness hands smooth out the rigidness of h
It was not an effortless decision for it would come with a price. And that price delayed my path of action. I knew the pack would go against me and I knew I would have to execute numerous of my warriors and that fact chained me once more.It felt as though I was spitting on father's grave, I was destroying everything he trained me growing up. I wondered if he saw me as shameful, I wondered if he deemed me as his male no more for if he were alive my father would have reprimanded my choices.That permanent state of hell I was in, that confusion I abhorred it. I was stuck I could not move, annihilating your wolves as an Alpha meant the moon would sentence me for it, she would have to take something from me and I sweated it would be Lumina or Kal.But observing my female living in discomfort each day because of my discretions, I could not follow it anymore. I could not withstand it so I stood on that stage and I declared the end of the tradition hoping it would pave
Whilst the females moved an unconscious Lumina to the other room, Elriam was generous to place the pup in my trembling awaiting hands. It was a male, yet there was no happiness from my side mere neutralness for I had lost someone dear to me. It was a day of birth and death, birth of my male the death of me.The reason I had feared to love her had come to stand haughtily in my reality, Lumina wanted to leave me. She spewed heartless words to my face of how I disgusted her, of how she rebuked our bond that we were no more as one.She said she could live without me with such ease as I tensed my jaw and took her strikes for I earned it. I deserved each blow of her whip as it peeled the skin off my bones.Then she changed. She became a female I could not recognize, our relationship had blazed to ashes there was nothing left between us. She left a trail behind with torn pieces of herself that I often secretly bent to pick up and lay in my treasure box.
But that was no choice to me, it seemed as though I was once more standing on that bridge. Life or death. I wanted to choose death, I would have rather fallen than betray either of them.The tradition of the chosen did not seem to hinder me even after I met Lumina for I had thought I would never fall in love with her. Yet I did I was in love with her unconditionally, she stood first in line among my every other duty. She was my priority in many ways.How could I touch another female other than Lumina? The image of it had me gag as it left a foul taste on my tongue. I was not that kind of a male, I promised to be loyal to her until the moon called for me.I was lost for I did not know much of the laws of the tradition so I requested Ragon to aid me to attain loopholes or ways I can tiptoe around it without harming any wolf. It was a tradition that had run smoothly in our pack for generations with no Alpha ever going against it and I did not want to be th
I could not think, I could not feel. A sudden sense of coldness lured me into its cave. I knew if I stayed I would hurt her with the vengeance of my words so I chose to abandon her in that aloof house until the turmoil of my heart and mind rested.Yet when I had returned I was greeted with something I did not wait for, she leapt into my arms caressing flesh pecking me all over my face showing her profound affection for me as she begged for me to forgive her. And I could not fight her, how could I have when she glanced at me that way?So I asked her to do something for me that I found arduous to do. To bare her soul to me and she had accepted with no reluctance. She taught me that I must soar above my walls and unveil myself to her eyes as well and I guaranteed her that I would with time.After a while, Lumina got sick fatally sick and I fretted the pill had done something to her. I often conversed with Giovanni's healer every night after I put my female to sleep
The goddess took her time with me as she kept me caged up for a while and on her chosen day she surprisingly tossed me back to my physical being as though she found no use to bother with me anymore.I do not remember distinctly the events that unfolded after I had awoken, it was all a haze of sounds, scents and movements. But what I do recall was the way the eyes of my female lightened as she examined me. She looked as though I had breathed life back into her and I was perplexed. I was the one who had been in a coma yet why did my moon blessed resemble a corpse as well?Was she not eating, was she not sleeping? Judgment took its time to settle within me. Lumina was not living, she was merely existing and that too not for her sake but mine hoping that I would wake up and embrace her one day. With everything Ragon had revealed to me of her lifeless days, my heart burned with tribulation.My fault, I was once more to blame for giving her that experience. Testifying
She wanted to hasten everything and we stood on thin ice once more, snapping our teeth at each other with a wave of outrage. She was always expecting me to understand her but she never once returned that from her side. What about what I wanted? I was not ready to be a father for I was only learning how to be a moral mate to her.But the way she looked at me it was as though it had been what she had yearned for all her life. To have a family of her own, who was I to deny that? Was it not my duty to her, to give her that life?I did not think I would be a good father, I did not want to raise my pup as my father bred me. I was worried I would end being the same as him. I wanted time before I could speak with her on the topic of having pups but she thought I was unconditionally against the idea.It was not true, I too wanted to see my female's belly swollen with my pup snoring within. I too did not have a family growing up and I despairingly needed laughter and joy
I knew the moon would condemn me for the way I treated her gift. I did not know whom to blame, Lumina or myself? Did I need to be more patient with her? Did I need to be more understanding?That day as I showered with a dejected heart, I had given up a little on us. I felt we were lying in a hopeless pit we were both equal predators always at war with the other. I did not consider we could ever be happy with each other and I was prepared to move to the other wing of the castle and isolate myself from Lumina for a while.I thought it would be for the best, I would not be able to hurt her and she would not be able to wound me either. I wanted to end our sprouting relationship for her sake mostly, she would be happier without me. Without the cruelness of our bond, we could have lived in the pack together but we would have not been in a loving relationship.As I departed the bathroom's heat, she sat on that bed whilst she waited patiently for me. I was astounded for
I entered Cronus's lands with a calmness which I owned a lot of yet with her fit of aggression towards me she stripped it all apart, she tested me with every breath she took. Master of control? No, when it came to her I was a master of nothing.Then I assumed her truth, she did not wish to return for she was in love with Cronus. It had to be the only reason, my canines ached to mark her then and there and drag her outside by her neck exhibiting to every wolf she was mine. I wanted to do it the hard away be the pitiless vicious beast I was.Then Lumina wailed and my being shook, her tears I was powerless to behold anymore. I did not wish to hurt her further than I already had. When she stuttered the truth of her feelings to me of how it had always been me and shall remain so forevermore I strived to hide my surging smile. She chose me and that was all that mattered.And for the first time in a very long time, I sincerely apologized and freed my soul a li
The second my lips brushed softly against hers, I knew it. She would be the death of me and what astonished me was I deemed I would willingly die for her if that was what she wanted. She drove me wild and frantic streaming behind her like a panting male in a rut.Yet that very same night as Cronus pressed her against that wall and vocalised of the feelings he possessed for my female the beast in me mounted, he destroyed the barriers and clawed his way up to make his claim and I failed to stop him.I detested the vile sight of Cronu's fingers on her flesh, the closeness of their lips. She was mine and mine alone, every part of her belonged to me. If she had run away from my heat I would have hunted her, arrested her and barred her in my room for weeks fucking her with a savagery until she squealed the truth of whom her male was.But from that event stemmed insecurity, I grew to become anxious that she would leave me. My confidence in myself diminished with each r