The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory, as you pause to sniff the air a drop of rain falls onto your nose. It is soon followed by another and another and soon the rain is pelting down in sheets, soaking you to the bone. The clouds are an angry purple and the menacing drumming of thunder rolls over the sky. Squinting your eyes against the blinding water you find yourself at the edge of a large, dark pine forest. You are too desperate for shelter to notice the scents that mark the border and plunge in, and nearly into the chilly stream that runs through the territory. You veer away and as you are shaking the water out of your fur you notice a large pair of icy blue shards gazing at you. The storm has passed now and beams of sunlight filter through the thick canopy of pines, illuminating a massive male wolf not three feet away from where you stand.

His pelt looks like a bad patchwork job of black and white and beneath them you see large, hard bands of steely muscle and you know this is a warrior for his torso is marred with many battle scars. His banner curls over his back and his lips are drawn, exposing sharp ivory daggers. When he speaks his voice is deep and dominant, like the thunder you so recently heard.

"Wolf, you have found yourself in the terra of the Andere Seite Pack. I am Eclipse, king of this land."

It is only then that you notice another pair of lanterns gleaming in the penumbra and a dark-pelted fae slinks out into the clearing to stand next to the king, her own banner waves and her green and blue eyes bore into you. She is the same size as most males and a crisscrossing pattern of scars show that she too can take care of herself. Her voice is cold and has a snake-like sound to it yet you can see they are both fair rulers.

"And I am Nephthys, queen of Andere. We don’t care much for strangers so you must make your choice, Submit to us now or flee our lands and never return. If you fail to do either you will have little time left to regret it."

The formidable pair pierces you with their gaze and you feel as if all your secrets spill out before them. You are left with a decision now. Will you submit and take refuge in this dark forest or will you flee and never know what secrets these trees hide? Make haste, you can see that the pair grow tired of waiting.

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She can take from this whatever she may, let her ego build as she pays off my satisfaction. As I move at her without warning, her body stiffens. I knew she would be paying attention. I'm sure if she really wanted to, she could have dodged some way, somehow, and yet she didn't. She wanted this, and oh, how I want her. Blood comes first, it always comes first, but right behind that, this right here is what I live for. The momentary pleasures in life. I live for the here and now and right now, Seline is my victim. I just don't want her dead. I like my prizes very much alive.

She pushes into the water beneath my weight, groaning as I force myself onto her. She could stop this at any moment, any time, and yet she doesn't because she is the same kind of creature as I. We both like it like this. We both need it like this. She is right, this is what we've both been waiting for. When we first met in the cavern, the drive was there, the need was there, and yet we didn't get our chance to ride it out. Well I'm not missing this chance. I'm taking it.

As I push into her, she growls and my body reacts with a vengeance, a snarl to match slipping past my lips as I bite into her scruff. She arches up into me, playing the power game but I love it. I am no one's to claim, no one's to tame. We can play this game all night and day if that's what it takes but I've got all the time in the world. I will not give in. I am a viking, I am a night walker. I am Eric and she will damn well know that.

She can think what she likes about Cade and I. There's definitely something there but the young queen slips away too much for me to delve too much into it. We have teased and we have hinted but nothing has come of it. She's a slippery thing, the Satanican daughter but I've got her mother right where I want her. She wiggles against me as if to remind me that she's still here. Despite myself, a smirk draws my lips back. Oh yes, I'm well aware of her presence. Her perfume intoxicates me, her skin against mine is like a soothing balm and yet a cattle prode all at the same time, both exciting and calming me, keeping me aware.

When she slams upward, I grunt in surprise, my lips curling back as I release her scruff, allowing her to pull from beneath me. She spins back around, lunging toward me and my eyes gleam in readiness. I do so like this dance. She goes for my neck and in a moment of risk, I give in, giving her full access as her jaws close around my throat. I close my eyes, my body relaxing as if in surrender. When she pinches the area, I control my breaths, making them shallow and slow so as to keep myself oxygenated. When her fangs press against my flesh, piercing my thick hide, a groan of satisfaction slips from my mouth. My lips tug into a smirk as I push toward her teeth, sinking her teeth in deeper as a deadly snarl builds in my throat. I can feel the warm blood trickling down my neck now as I step closer, my front paws landing on top of her own. My claws dig downward, showing no mercy to the tendons running through her paws.

This in itself, shows the difference in our methods. With one bite, she could end me and yet I choose to torment her instead. I could drive her wild with pain with just her front paws and no way to escape unless she moves back. Even without my fangs, I am a monster. My breath hitches as a single whisper escapes.

"Show me."

And there it is, the opening line. The only question is, what did she bring to show and tell?


əric
so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood


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