He watched her closely, those emerald portals never missing a beat of the moth’s mental wings as they swung up and down, dust fluttering to the ground. Her windows gave the impression that she knew about his little endeavors. Inside, Axel shrugged. It’s not like he liked her like that anyway. If he were to like anyone like that, ever, it would be the end of his entire being. He would cease to be Axel, and would be a maned wolf by another name. A rose by any other name is still a rose… but if discovered that it was a knock off of the thing…well… it is no longer a rose, is it? You’ve been busy, haven’t you? OOOH. It sent shivers racing up his spine to hear that. Not. Considering the idea that when I penetrated you, I was a loner—then yes. I have been busy. He lowered himself so that he was laying down, resting his chin upon his ankles as he just watched her there writhing in pain. There was nothing he could do, anyway. So it wasn’t exactly heartless of him to behave as he was. But the kindly tone had melted from his lips. It was only in his optical units now that one could see the gentleman. He sighed and closed his eyes, the two dark triangles becoming clearly visible now. Alas, having won the title of Alpha has not gained your trust yet? Pity… I thought we were more than that. One can be mistaken though. He re-opened his eyes, staring straight into her own dreamers, all the while, he raised his head and made it appear that he was preparing to get up. If your jealousy is because of this cloak of perfumes, I beg your interminable understanding. Being an Alpha is such tough business… and greeting others, particularly those of my territory is a hassle. Especially since most of them are femmes. Now he really did get up, and he snuck in beside the pregnant femme, letting his pillar drag along her spinal cord, close enough to her womanhood as he wished to go. Standing behind her, he knew she couldn’t see his facial features, so he leaned down and whispered oh-so-gently into her audettes. Hot breath. I could kill them, you know. Considering they are my bastards. I could kill you, you who sits here so helpless and in pain. His talons raked against the muggy earth. But that would be a waste of time, and time is something I do not have. So now, he did step over her, exiting into fresher air. He didn’t turn back as he spoke louder, loud enough for her to pick up. Tell them to hate me, will you dearest? Go to packs that raise soldiers and join their ranks. Abendrot would be good. Fill their territory with my young. They will grow strong because of their difference from everybody else. And mark my words, dearest. You will not escape my watch. And then he was gone. As quickly as he had come, and he had not stayed for the celebratory welcoming into the world. Axel wouldn’t care… he COULDN’T care. His heart had long since been eaten away. And this fae was just another one of his victims to strike back at that old flame.
What better way to die than have his charred heart in the mouth of his own offspring?
Charming.
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