I don't think of it as a failure that she didn't win Asteria. She could always go back and fight for it if she's really keen on leadership and I would support her all the way or we could keep our nomadic life style until my dying day, whenever that may be and that's fine too. I have no expectations when it comes to Seline, only that her heart remains firmly in my grasp every step of the way. I was once a player but once I allow someone in, I am loyal till the end. I never would have found another if Rose had stayed with me. Even though we were so different and she may have hated me once she knew who and what I truly was, I would have shadowed her every day of my life, but she died gruesomely and was taken from me and I was left to pick up the pieces. I don't think I could have done it as gracefully without Seline in my life. She alone knows and understands me better than anyone. Ailith will always have my soul but Seline is the keeper of my heart forever and always. I know that Seline is a wanderer and she likes to have her own space. I don't blame her cause I'm the same way most of the time. I like my solitude but I also like the warmth of another next to me when I sleep. Now I have that option more often because I have found a den for Seline and I to share on cold nights this winter.
I don't know the future plans yet, if she wants a family or a place to call home more permanently than the lands we travel together. Will she want to join a pack? I would follow her anywhere, just name the place. If she wants children, I will entertain the idea. I've been a father once in my life but all of them died in the meteor crash that rocked Moladian so long ago. It feels like just yesterday that I tried to shelter all their tiny bodies, still so weak and fragile after birthing. I thought I was a goner too and I was unconscious for over a day, waking with a large gash on my head from falling rocks in our den. There was a lot of dust and rocks on top of me and it took the last of my strength to get out. I was buried alive. But somehow I made it through and I have to believe there was a reason for it, that I made it out and the offspring of my loins did not. Maybe it wasn't time for me to be a father yet. I met my imprint back then and fathered her litter, even though my heart wasn't really in it. My heart belonged with Rose then and a part of it always will but Seline has tamed the rest of my heart. She will always have its entirety and that's the way it should be, the way nature intended.
She rubs alongside me, nipping at my ear and I groan, my jaw clenching with wanting as she whispers sweet nothings in my ear. The pain only drives me closer to her, wanting more, always more. I could never tire of her and her Satanican ways, just as domineering as my own. Even as I own her, she owns me. We both have a history and that's okay. She had a mate at some point. She mothered Cade, the leader of Andere Siete back in Blossom. She loved someone and that's okay because now she belongs to me and no one else will ever touch her that way again, not unless I know about it. I know that I could get lost in her body tonight just as I could every night for the rest of my existance but we need to eat at some point and the night's young and beautiful. I know she catches my meaning cause she moves with purpose now, her strides long and graceful and I match it easily, flowing beside her like a silent shadow, a ghost ready to rip and tear into my prey. She sticks to a trail and though I'm surprised that it's not that of an older or weak wolf by any means, my tail flicks in eagerness, always up for a challenge. My eyes glow with an inhuman blue light, my mouth already salivating with readiness.
I glance over and I can see the hunger glowing in her own emerald green eyes, the saliva dripping down her jaws and I don't care. I think it's sexy as hell. I lean over, my tongue finding the corner of her lips and I lick at them hungrily, nibbling at her lips as a growl simmers in my throat. She reaches out, her teeth piercing the flesh of my shoulder and I lean into her jaws, inviting them as always, my eyes narrowing with a defiant light and yet coaxing her for more at the same time. We are close, so very close and I'm almost close to jumping her right here but we have other matters at hand. I crouch low, pressing my white body to the snow until we blend as one. I move slowly forward, aware that we're close. I don't feel like charming another right now; I just want their blood. There will be no slow and steady, no easy and coaxing the wolf into it. I want what I want and tonight I want that adrenaline rush. When I peer through the bushes, I see not one but two wolves, male and female. It's clear what the male is after but the female is playing hard to get and coy. She'll run if provoked but the male will stand and fight so I know what I must do.
I rush from the bushes, knowing that Seline will be right on my tail, knowing what to do. I jump at the female to tackle her to the ground and I'm rewarded with a high pitched yelp as she screams for help. She's small but quick and she rolls to the side as I go for the sweet spot, finding the side of her thick neck instead. I grasp a hold of her flesh and tug, using my paws to hold her down while I tear the flesh and muscle and shake my head fiercely while she whimpers and yells some more. I know the male will be on me at any point now but Seline will have my back. She always does and she always will. I jerk my head back, just enough to invite the female in for retaliation, a ploy to maneuver her into a new position for my fangs. She takes the bait, snaking her neck up to bite at my face and her fangs graze down the top of my muzzle but I swing my head to the side, snarling as I lunge downward as she draws back with another startled cry. My mouth finds her ear this time and I shake fiercely until blood is flying everywhere. She screams for mercy but I ignore her cries, kicking down with my back leg on top of one of her back hocks, repeatedly stomping downward on it until I hear an audible crack of the bone breaking at the joint there. Now she's really thrashing and screaming. I release her ear and back up now, grinning with blood stained teeth as she drags herself to her feet, ready to run. I rush forward, blocking her path easily as I look to Seline, wanting to know where she stands in her fight.
"Tag."
I call out teasingly, letting her know that she can have her turn torturing the pretty belle if she wants and I'll take some meat out of the muscle head.
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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