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 Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 11:13 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 8:26 pm
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Wind sat up in the bed with his hair flying around briefly, “I’m up! I’m up! I’m up!” he called out before he simply scrambled from the bed, “Bath! I’ll get the bath going!” he said as he staggered towards the bathroom but had to pause when one of the claw marks pulled a bit.
He hissed a bit but not in bad way, “Ohhhh… That one’s gonna pull when I sit…” he said softly to himself as his hair shifted to reveal the claw mark and its partners along his luscious a** and along his back… And the bite marks at his neck and shoulders…
“Shower… Shower this time… Bath later…” he corrected, not noticing when the pack turned even more impressed looks Egan as Wind moved on into the bathing room to start up the shower.
A few of the females looked after Wind with looks of pure envy, silently wishing that their partners showed that much attention to them. While Wind might turn into the most adorable wolf in the pack if he was startled and at the most inconvenient moments, they had to admit that Egan left him with the goofiest grins in the house…
The water was started up and the shower stuff was laid out when something occurred to Wind that had him rushing out of the bathroom and almost out of the room altogether, saying his favorite daughter’s name, “Shadow!!!”
But he caught sight of Egan looking out of their bedroom door… Where the rest of the pack was looking into the room… It was a bit of a flashback moment, though not entirely… Way back then, Egan’s old pack had come to the door once… That one hadn’t ended very well…
Needless to say, the result was very predictable…
Wind gave a yelp and shifted on the spot…
Only instead of diving under the bed this time, he dove between Egan’s legs…
So there had been some progress, at least…
But just like that... While there was progress in one area... And major progress in another area... There were still a few that just had to screw things up...
In this case, a couple of males that still had trouble with Wind's wolf form, seeing the adorableness as weakness. And more than a few actually turned to stare at them in total incredulity. No one wanted to repeat it. No one wanted to be near it.
But now they knew they had to witness it and knew Egan would be repeating the comments to make sure he had it right before it all landed... |
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 12:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 2:20 pm
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Wind gave a small whimper as Egan picked him up. Flashbacks were a b***h sometimes... But he silenced that almost immediately simply because it was Egan that picked him up. He stayed silent through Egan’s speech as his Mate held him, knowing that he didn’t dare screw this one up.
Admittedly, he looked more like an adorable large dog than a wolf and had even passed as such during the two centuries he and his sister had been on the run. The ruse had saved their lives more than a few times in the past. After all, who would have ever suspected him of being a wolf if they’d only seen him in his wolf form? Especially seeing him eating apples?
After Egan slammed the door, Wind did jump in Egan’s arms before his Mate set him down on the floor. There was a brief pause and Wind raised his nose to lick Egan’s chin in a simple apology for his shift. While he knew that Egan didn’t mind it most of the time, it still embarrassed Wind when he did it.
He shifted back and moved up on his toes to give Egan a kiss to his cheek, “Go ahead and shower then. I’ll get dressed and check on her. My shift cleaned me up. I’ll meet you downstairs,” he said softly and simply, knowing that splitting up would allow them to get their tasks completed that much quicker and in place for what Egan needed done.
Yet another side effect of Wind’s tactical mindset…
He turned instantly for the dresser and set out shorts and tanktops: the easiest thing for shifters to wear around the house and the easiest thing to shed in case of a needed shift. Needless to say, they had a lot of tanktops and shorts. But if something else was needed, Wind was always able to produce something appropriate. For instance, the only one that out dressed Egan at the council meetings these days was Ash…
He whispered something and his hair untangled and braided itself as he got himself dressed, simply ready to do whatever his Alpha and Mate needed of him. But he was also the parent that Bethany couldn’t be, the parent that he’d always wanted to be, the parent that most of the pack was amazed to see in him. If Egan said something was wrong with Shadow, then Egan was instantly forgotten and Wind was out the door to her room to check on her.
He wouldn’t let anyone else into the room but Egan if any of his cubs even had the sniffles…
He sat on the side of her bed and checked her over with everything he had until he finally figured out what was going on and just gently scooped her up into his arms to whisper, “Don’t stay away, Sweetheart… I need you too…” was all he whispered to her and left it at that as he simply lifted her and carried her on downstairs with him to the dining room.
There, he took his seat next to Egan’s chair with the tiny Shadow curled up in his arms, looking like she was simply sleeping there. He and Egan would talk about Shadow later. For now, they had to deal with the pack…
And, since things were out in the open now, on the table in front of Egan's chair was the treat he'd made for his Mate for tonight. He'd been doing that every night since Egan Marked him but he'd kept it from the pack until now.
He didn't see any reason to let the cinnamon apple pie he'd made for Egan go to waste, after all. And his Mate did love the reminders of when he'd gotten Wind's wolf hooked on apples... |
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2016 7:37 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2016 9:22 am
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They missed him and he managed to get out. He got out to a street full of houses. Then he impressed even Ash with the level of training Dancer had been given. The speed with which he went through several of the houses was beyond impressive. The only houses he bypassed were the ones with children under a certain age, a strange quirk that Ash was blaming on an Esabel influence on Gurzil more than anything to do with the one that had trained his nephew.
But then Dancer found another house, a much bigger one with a lot more people inside of it.
The only warning the residents had was when Wind simply got to his feet and collected all of the packs cubs with a wave of magic, transporting them to the heavily protected attic. He simply blew Egan a kiss that carried it’s own wave of magic, “Keep him contained. Ash is on the way. But keep him contained… Our way…” he said softly with a wink and one of his shy half grins that he usually only gave when he was going to suggest that Egan try out a new toy on him or punish him for the fun of it…
Then he was gone to watch over the cubs, leaving the pack to deal with Dancer when he walked through the front door naked as the day he was born and caring even less. His hair was sticking to one side of his back, putting it out of the way but also revealing something else that was rather disturbing….
The real reason that Wind had left with the cubs was because Dancer was covered from head to toe in blood and other body fluids. It looked like he’d bathed in all of them. And he was looking for more…
He moved in on the balls of his feet, one foot in front of the other like the graceful being he’d been named after, “Finally… I think I found the house with the challenges in it… Come on now… Are you the ‘Puppies’ that Esabel calls you or the Wolves I’m hoping you are? Are you wolves enough to do the job that the rest haven’t been able to so far?” he asked them in a purring growl of a demonic voice that sank into the senses enough that a few of the wolves were already reacting to him.
The easiest for Dancer to influence, strangely enough, were the females. The biggest mark of Kam’s training of him: Kam had been able to shift Dancer’s preferences. Well… He’d made it so that Dancer could function with a female. But males were still his biggest weakness and always would be.
Dancer paused a few feet from the gathered pack, deliberately making the three females come to him as he gave a deep growl and watched the rest of the pack, one of the weaker males breaking off and scrambling towards him as well. He could smell the bloody orgy in the making…
Until some of the pack members got smart…
Four males grabbed the influenced wolves and pulled them back into the group then kissed them, giving them what they’d been missing and what Dancer promised in part: They’d all been wanting what Egan had openly been giving his Mate, what Wind had openly been asking for during their entire relationship from day one to now.
Egan had been telling the pack that Gurzil was a threat. Now they were seeing it in the flesh. Literally.
But their Alpha’s Mate had said to Contain this threat… Not to kill him… Really?
Dancer saw that bit and simply grinned, turning his crimson eyes to Egan before starting to move towards him with a hip rolling gait that drew the eyes of most of the pack to the fact that the demonic halfbreed was made for more than just bedsport… Dancer was also made for much more deadly games, “What a beautiful Alpha… And Marked as well… I’ve heard that your Mate is a soft one, though… Pretty to look at but frightens very easily, possibly easily broken… I’m told that you need to try something much more durable,” he finished, effectively telling Egan that he was under orders to take down the pack – starting with Egan and Wind specifically…
He traced one hand slowly up Egan’s chest, barely tracing his skin but not needing much contact for what he was supposed to do. He left a trail of blood along the way, but he also left a trail of golden dust as well. That dust would ordinarily have had Egan and Wind both jumping Dancer until Dancer drained them both, then he’d easily move on to the rest of the pack.
But Dancer didn’t know that the pack had finally Bonded … While the original four couples did wind up in a small orgy that moved off into one of the small sitting rooms, that wasn’t much new. What was surprising for Dancer was when one of the pack males held up a pair of silver-laced, leather-lined bracers connected by a leather-wrapped silver-laced chain that Dancer wouldn’t be able to break out of…
He turned to look at the bracers for a moment then turned back to Egan with a more respectful look in his crimson eyes, “They underestimated you…” he told the Alpha softly and looked down briefly, his breathing slowly increasing with desire as the pack closed in on them. But he finally raised his eyes again, “Keep them guessing… Keep them underestimating you… Don’t let them know about the pack…” he added, his eyes flashing back to their previous mismatched glory for a bare moment…
Then the pack had their hands on him and his eyes flashed back, his head fell back, and he gave a deep moan as his arms were roughly pulled behind him and secured into the bracers.
But the gold dust had to be a bit worrying. It hadn’t rubbed off onto anyone else that Dancer had touched so far, only Egan. So who else was it intended for? And what did it really do besides inspire instant raging lust?
The only problem with the instant raging lust part was that Egan always had that one only for his Mate. His only problem was keeping that one under control.
Then again… He did have a good test subject available and a very understanding Mate who knew what they were facing… And an entire pack to teach some very important lessons to… |
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2016 11:57 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 8:42 pm
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Hours later, Ash and Anna had followed the trail to the door of the Pack house and Ash gave a heavy sigh as he reached up to knock on the door then closed his eyes, afraid of what they would find. Honestly, he was getting very tired of opening doors to find bloodbath’s….
When the door opened and he and Anna were escorted inside, he was very surprised to find his nephew very unconscious but very well taken care of to the point that he was unconscious and trussed up like a Yule goose for the spit. He looked around at the wolves, a few having obviously gotten carried away a bit from the looks on their faces and the evidence splattered on their bodies as they moved towards what had to be the communal showers.
As he approached Egan with Anna at his side, knowing that she would keep an eye on his unconscious nephew, he raised one eyebrow at the Alpha. He wasn’t sure what Egan would say about his new collar or the fact that he and Anna now carried each other’s scents as Mates, but his main concern was what kind of damage his nephew might have caused.
He came to a stop a few feet away and tilted his head slightly at the Alpha just as Wind appeared at Egan’s side in a flash of flames, looking at Egan instead of their company, “I’ve got Saria watching the cubs until we get this cleaned up. I’ll get started on dinner in about an hour. Shadow’s still out of it, so she’s still skipping to wherever she’s gone. I’ve tried to pull her out but you know how stubborn she can be,” he said simply then gave a small turn and finally noticed that they had company.
“Oh! Umm…I’m so sorry… Umm… The pack has your nephew contained for the moment… Would you like something to drink?” he offered, completely missing the lust currently moving through his mate thanks to the gold dust Dancer had managed to get on Egan.
Sometimes, he tended to be a bit on the oblivious side…
Ash looked at Anna then turned a small grin onto Egan and Wind, “Perhaps another time… I think you need some quality time with your mate, cub… If Dancer’s used what I think he has… Egan is going to need at least two days with you alone,” he focused on Egan then, his grin now gone, “We can meet later to discuss what he used on you, I promise. But if you don’t get some of that out of your system then you’re going to wind up shagging most of the pack, my friend,” he warned him in total honesty.
What Dancer had used on Egan was a different version of the stuff that Allistair had used on Wind once. Only this stuff was straight from Hell’s Cradle and used as a mild drug there. Over here, it was like ecstasy combined with speed, only the person using it remembered everything afterwards…
“We will simply collect my nephew and take our leave of you and your pack for now. But I would like to extend an invitation to dinner one evening to you, your Mate, and two more pack members of your choice. Just let me know when you’re available,” he said softly then gave a respectful nod of his head to them both.
But his exit was going to be a much less graceful affair, apparently…
His sons took that moment to rush over to the doorway, trip over each other on the way into the doorway, then babble something about being unable to get the blood out of the carpet in the hallway. Ash rolled his eyes over it all and gave a heavy sigh as he raised one hand to his head, “And now the reasons that he was loose in the first place show up again…” he muttered under his breath, “I would barbeque them but they’re fireproof…” he added with a pained demonic growl as the twins somehow got into a conversation with the two wolves guarding Dancer about blood stains in carpet… |
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2016 11:59 am
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Egan Savage
Egan was really starting to feel his lust getting to hik by the time Ash and Anna arrived. His eyes darted between them, and he couldn't help but smile when he noticed that they were together. He and Wind had actually talked about them a bit, commenting on the fact that Egan could sense what they felt about each other and wondering if they would ever do anything about it. When Wind showed up, Egan's lust shot through the roof. He placed a hand on Wind's shoulder, allowing his need to flow to Wind through their bond. "We'll be glad to join you for dinner. I must say, I'm glad that the two of you are together now. I've sensed your feelings for each other growing for quite a while now, but I wasn't sure that you two would ever act on them. It's good to see that you have." He looked over to Dancer when Ash's sons showed up, feeling his body heating up even more as his eyes started to travel over Dancer's naked form. He took a deep breath and turned his gaze back to Ash. "Before you leave, please feel free to give Dancer a bath and find him something to wear. You can even use my private bathroom. Now if you'll excuse me, my mate and I have some business to attend to."
He didn't give Wind a chance to respond before he was picking him up and carrying him to their room. He closed and locked the door and then pressed Wind against the wall and kissed him very properly. His kiss conveyed a powerful need, a need that he had to take care of before he could function as a leader again. His hands traveled all over Wind's body as he kissed him, eventually moving to rip away Wind's clothes. He eventually broke the kiss to breathe, panting from pure need. "Undress me now so I can throw you in that bed and make you scream my name."
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 8:50 am
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By the time Egan finished with Wind, Ash had finished with cleaning Dancer while Anna had taken the twins back to their house to inspect what they called clean. He had to smile from time to time from everything he was picking up from her through their bond. Dealing with his sons at this stage was a lesson in patience some days. Truthfully, it was a miracle most demons made it past this stage without their parents trying to kill them at least once. His parents had done it the smart way and gotten someone else to raise him and his brother.
He’d been a bit surprised when Anna had simply left with the boys when he’d accepted Egan’s invitation to use the Alpha’s shower to clean Dancer up, but then he remembered everything that Dancer had put her through and had simply accepted it. It was a good thing he’d done it, though…
When Egan finally let Wind collapse to the bed, it was obvious that something was wrong. He was breathing harder than usual and was actually whimpering a bit. When Egan propped himself over him for a kiss to keep going, Wind actually shook his head against it, “Something’s wrong…” he gasped out softly even though he would have been perfectly willing to keep going if Egan pushed it. After all, there was more than one reason why most of the victims willingly went to their deaths at the hands of an Incubus in the past…
Ash had been deliberately taking his time in the bathroom with Dancer, fully able to sense what was going on in the bedroom and doing his best to stay out of it. Until he picked up on what was going wrong. Then he wrapped Dancer up in a robe but left him bound in the silver-laced cuffs in the bathroom while he moved out and pulled Egan off of Wind while he looked the hybrid over with a frown before turning to look at Egan over his shoulder with a frown, “Why didn’t you tell anyone about this, Egan? Why didn’t you at least tell me about this? I could have prevented this… You’ve drained him, Egan. Thankfully, he’s a hybrid. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have survived it at all,” he told the Alpha pretty hard, not holding anything back about it.
If Egan had told him that he was actually a hybrid, he could have helped Egan downstairs before things had gone this far. As it was, he knew that Wind was going to be a couple of days in recovering from being drained like this.
He gently tapped Wind’s cheek when the hybrid tried to pass out on him and frowned at the look in those brown eyes, knowing full well what Wind was about to say something along the lines of doing whatever Egan needed. He shook his head slightly and backed off to turn to Egan, finally noting the gold dust on his chest and silently swore to himself over it.
He knew what it would take for a Hybrid like Egan to work that out of his system and knew that only two people alive would be able to help him with it. The only problem was that only one of them could do it at this point. Being Bound to Anna prevented him from doing anything with anyone else unless Anna wanted it as well. So that left them with Dancer as the only one that could help. He just didn’t know how to bring it up yet…
But Dancer had heard it all and now stood leaning against the bathroom doorframe with his head down. His arms were still cuffed behind him but Ash had managed to close the robe around him, so he was at least covered right now even though his ankle length silver and white hair spilled down his back and made him almost too beautiful. Only the fact that he had very obviously male features allowed him to pass as male at this point.... |
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:56 am
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Egan Savage
Egan's need was still going strongly when Wind shook his head and said something was wrong. The thought of pushing for more crossed his mind for a very brief moment, and that caused him to realize that something really was wrong with him. He allowed Ash to pull him off of Wind without fighting. "I told Wind about it, but it didn't occur to me that it could be a problem," he said. "I wasn't born as a hybrid. I ended up merging my life energy with a demon's in order to stay alive, and it left me with a demonic half that I'm not used to having to worry about. I spent over ten years after gaining my demonic half doing nothing but feeding it, and it went dormant for centuries. It hasn't been an issue for hundreds of years. But now that I'm taking a moment to breathe and think, I can feel it. My demonic half is totally awake now. And I know that I won't be able to lock it down again." He shivered a bit, and his skin started to turn a beautiful golden color, a sign that his demonic side was fully awakened now.
He looked at Wind again, feeling his need starting to eat at him again. "I need more sex now, but I'll kill Wind if I demand more from him. So what can I do to take care of this need? I can't function as a leader for the pack if my mind is switching from business to sex after a few seconds."
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:47 am
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“Feed from me,” came Dancer’s beautiful voice from the doorway of the bathroom where he stood without looking up for a moment; when he did look up, though, his eyes were back to their previous mismatched glory. It was the look on his face that told the story, though. That look showed that he wasn’t fully under control yet but was fighting to do this as himself instead of what Kam had turned him into, “You can fully feed from me and I won’t suffer from it. It will also fix some of what I’ve done. The cuffs would have to stay, though… I’d need them to help keep me under control…” he clarified his offer and hoped that they wouldn’t turn him down outright.
Ash shook his head and turned to try to think of some other way… But even he had to admit that there wasn’t much choice, not with what Egan had told him.
From the bed came the most surprising bit yet, though. Wind pushed himself up so that he was sitting with one hand to his head and looked at Egan with his head spinning, “It’s okay, Egan… Take the help. We can discuss anything else later, when you have a clear head again. Please, take the help,” he said softly, his brown eyes begging Egan not to turn Dancer’s offer down because of him. Through the Mark, he knew that Egan would be able to feel that Wind wouldn’t turn Dancer away from them both, no matter how long Egan needed him.
Ash turned back around at that then looked at Egan with a heavy sigh, “It’s up to you, Egan, whether you take Dancer up on the offer. What ever else I could offer you would only be a small patch on the problem and still wouldn’t satisfy the hunger you’re feeling now. I haven’t seen the dust he used on you since before I left Hell’s Cradle but I well-remember it’s effects. For someone like you, it won’t go away until it’s run it’s course through you. It could take days or weeks, I don’t know. In the meantime, though, your pack would be unprotected…” he explained softly, knowing that he didn’t dare hold anything back right now.
Dancer shook his head from the doorway of the bathroom, now looking down again, “Weeks… Gurzil wanted him out of it for weeks… Kam-“ he had to pause there as a shiver ran through him as he remembered everything that Kam had put him through, as well as the fact that he hadn’t done as he’d been told yet: he hadn’t fully sated his own hunger yet. And feeding Egan’s demon would barely touch Dancer’s hunger, “Kam mixed this batch up specially for Egan. It was supposed to keep his pack unprotected and make him feed on Wind until he’d killed him… I wasn’t told that, but I overheard it…” he added, letting them know what he’d held back until now.
Then a shiver ran through him and he dropped to his knees as his hunger moved through him again, the crimson ring starting to form around the edge of his eyecolors and threatening to take it over again. He gave a soft grunt as he tried to keep himself where he was as he looked up at Egan, “Please… Use me… Let me fix this, at least…” he said in a strained voice though the strain only seemed to enhance the musical beauty of his voice. |
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 8:37 pm
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Egan Savage
Egan heard Dancer call out and listened to what he had to say. He was about to politely refuse when Wind spoke. He looked over to his Mate, surprised to hear him asking him to accept Dancer's offer of help. He considered what to do as Ash explained the dust. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his golden skin feeling so hot. He finally sighed a bit. "Alright," he said. "I'll accept your help, Dancer." He moved toward the bathroom and reached out to pick up the cuffed Dancer. He looked back to Wind. "I'll accept his help, but I'm not going to use him in our room. You can feel free to rest in here. I'll be in one of the guest bedrooms."
He didn't wait for a response before he left the room and made his way to one of the guest bedrooms. It was pretty late now, so they didn't see anyone else in the halls. He closed the door and locked it, and then threw Dancer onto the bed. He examined him for a moment, broken fragments of memories that weren't his flashing through his mind. He moved to stroke all over Dancer's body, placing light kisses over the other male's chest. He looked back up to him with a rather cocky smirk. "So, how's my pussycat doing today?" he asked him. He blinked a bit, his expression turning to a confused one. "Not sure where that came from. I've never said anything like that before." He didn't know that Dancer would recognize what he'd just said, that he had heard it quite a few times before. But he didn't dwell on it, instead choosing to give Dancer an incredibly passionate kiss as he let his desires take over completely again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:17 pm
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Dancer had gone willingly with Egan, fully able to feel what was going through the male thanks to being half Incubus and able to sense desire, even if that desire wasn’t willing. He’d just been getting into things when Egan said those words and he froze completely as he looked at the Alpha as Egan apologized for saying that line.
He would have explained it but Egan kissed him and pulled a deep moan from him, making him shift around until the Alpha was forced to pin him down in one spot.
How to explain it, though? He had no idea how to lead into it gently and would have to do it bluntly when the time came for it.
For now, though, he let himself get lost in Egan as the Alpha tried to go through the entire Kama Sutra in one session. He didn’t complain, though, fully able to feel that Egan needed it as much as he did, maybe even more.
Part of him was very glad that the room was soundproofed and had an attached bathroom. Though he’d never look at a shower stall the same way again…
Somewhere in it all, Egan had shifted the cuffs so that his hands were in front of him instead of behind him, making it easier to pin him down he guessed. It also made sure that he was safely contained since the well-lined bracer-like cuffs were laced with silver, his one real weakness. As long as he was bound with them, he couldn’t use the magic he’d inherited from his demonic half. So he couldn’t leave and was completely at Egan’s mercy…
But through it all, there were moments where Egan said or did something that hammered it home to Dancer… He knew the demon Egan had taken on… He knew that demon better than he’d known his father… If he’d had the chance, Lark would have gotten a golden dagger through the heart as well… But he’d never given Dancer the chance in all the time the demon was chasing him… Each time he’d been caught…
Well, there were a lot of memories that Egan was likely getting flashes of from time to time… He and Lark carried almost the same tastes, after all…
But he knew without a doubt that by the time the Alpha was finished with him, he’d only have twinges of need. He’d still have to be bound and under lock and key for a while longer, but he had a feeling that Egan wouldn’t be finished with him even after this… No… There was too much for Dancer to make up for… And when his own need flared again, he’d still be under that damnable order…
Meanwhile, Ash helped restore a bit of Wind’s energy but couldn’t do much past that without giving the poor hybrid his own memory flashes, so he only did a little bit. Just enough to allow him to move around the house without giving the pack any idea that anything was wrong.
Wind still picked up flashes from Egan through their Bond and had to admit that Dancer was a fantastic lover, much more experienced than Wind was. He wasn’t jealous or anything like that. He just hoped that Dancer would be able to help Egan come back to himself.
In the meantime, he went downstairs with Ash to see about something to eat. Shifters rarely had leftovers since they ate so much to feed their beast, so getting something to eat meant that Wind started cooking something. Ash watched him, silently letting Anna know what was going on and why he was staying behind. He knew that Dancer wouldn’t be getting away this time, but Wind did need watching until Egan could watch his mate for signs of exhaustion. Until his energy levels were restored, he’d exhaust easily. Thankfully, eating helped a lot with that…
The cooking also kept Wind busy so that he didn’t concentrate too much on Egan and Dancer and the flashes he kept getting that were working him up again. So he simply channeled everything into cooking something a bit complicated while Ash kept watch over him… |
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:33 pm
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Shadow teleported into the kitchen next to Wind. She had managed to make her projection change to a version of herself that looked about twenty years old, but something about her seemed incredibly off. Her eyes were a bright, metallic silver, instead of their usual blue color, and her hands were covered with blood. She also wasn't wearing anything, revealing that her older projection didn't carry over clothing from her real self. She would have to find clothes to wear for her older self so that she would have something to wear. But the biggest shocker was probably the fact that she was holding what appeared to be a person's heart.
"I'm back, Daddy!" she said, sounding as unstable as she looked. "I ended up in Gurzil's mind. I saw what he did to Mommy. Then I found out how to project myself there. And Gurzil's wife showed up!" She blinked and gripped her head with her free hand as one of her eyes flashed back to blue. "My head hurts, Daddy. It hurts so much." She recovered a moment later and grinned wickedly as she lifted the heart for them to see. "Gurzil wanted me to join them, wanted to come here and kill lots of people and take me. But he won't be hurting anyone else now. Do either of you want to do something with his heart?" |
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