Foreign Places & Wicked Faces [Teren]

Nights became colder and more quiet as war died over the horizon. All was peaceful between lands and there was hope for no more death, at least not anytime soon for the packs which reigned here. She could not begin to fathom, to process how much had happened within the blink of an eye to which led her to be in an Alpha's dark, lonely chambers. It had been her last ideal place of belonging to be a captive to her rival, but perhaps she'd seen worse in the world that was not worth discussing. Was it worth it? The Beta grew cold to the idea she was no longer important to Helidos, and only a wolf of display here to make someone far above her more important than what he truly made himself out to be. Rolling her chin off into the soft dirt of the large den, she peered out into the mess of white which shown through the entrance. Her dark form could nearly be mistaken for a shadow with how far back she laid in the structure, watching as snow would trickle downwards and the season to take the lands by the throat while war was at rest. With spring, would bring change, a new birth like every year would - but she was unfortunate to realize she'd birth a few lives in the process of such a transformation. She wasn't quite prepared for the commitment, but now that winter was settling, her scent would only grow and spread upon the Alpha Den's walls. It was only a matter of time to when the brute would come waltzing back with an expecting heat just waiting for his ill intentions to unfold like he had planned.

The Beta had met her match, and so allowed the male to do whatever it was he so wished, no matter how disgusted she was with him and his wishes. She wanted the suffering to be over, to have whatever he wanted done and put to the side so that she may carry his genes into lives that would be better off lived from someone who'd love them equally. Children deserved far better than what that brute could provide them, and Juno was not one to speak being that this litter, which she'd eventually be granted with, would not be loved as she had with her others. However, the beta would do all that it took to keep them alive with the hope they'd never turn out like Teren. She growled quietly as she was alone in the den to herself at the thought, her eyes narrowing out at the white lands that surrounded the outside air. Huffing once, the green-eyed fae picked herself up off the ground and shook out her pelt, exercising her recovering limbs by pacing a bit in circles. The heat which radiated from her hips and the thoughts of rage in her mind were not a great mix, but it wouldn't be the first she had dealt with them. The captive grumbled amongst herself like this as time would pass, her ears narrowed and tail rapidly whipping at her hind legs. She would not even take notice to if the male would arrive, but instead care to her own needs internally and swallow the emotion she fumed with.

Winter had come at last. Teren was a hero to his pack, the victor for starting and ending the war in his favor. His hulking frame made slow movements about his border. All would be well. None would come to challenge him. None would be so foolish. Teren had done everything he said he ever would. He owned a pack, he killed his rival and made plans to go for the other, but he did something he had not done for many years. He actually wrangled himself a captive. In the early years of being an Alpha, this was such common practice for him. It happened all the time, and yet something was different about this one. Before the faes were weak or foolish. They held little importance to their pack and normally, the other wolves would bring the faes to Teren himself. This one actually tried to fight him and gave a good fight. She was honorable and strong. He knew not what rank she held, but he could tell she was important. The essence that enveloped around her was thick and urging him and his every desires. When had been the last time he fathered a litter of strong and worthy young? The last he could recall was Azrael. Azrael the Sinister, as he was so rightfully known. He wondered if the male was still even breathing. But that did not matter now. This time around, the male would know for sure that this litter was his. This black wolf with eyes similar to his, she would only be used for his pleasures, no other would lay a paw on her. Should they do such a thing, he would have their pelts lined along the ground with the others.

He made his way into the den, not giving her notice of the sort or any hint that he was there. His muzzle was sealed shut by his own wishes. His eyes stared over her frame. He watched her pace back and forth, all the while stirring her illustrious scent to cover the walls. He took a deep breath, soaking it all in through his nostrils. He smiled wide towards her, knowing full well that her body was ready, ready to receive everything he was wishing to give her. The Alpha was strong, and females all wished to be with the strongest wolf during this season. It was only natural to want to birth glorious and worthy pups. Teren spoke not a word for now, just waiting and watching as he thought of the proper words to use. "Tell me, fae, what is your name and old rank. What is your worth to Helidos? Should any be coming to find you? A mate or offspring perhaps?"

Her body ached in places she wished had not existed, the only source of hope shining in the thought of Aleu's safety with her beloved mentor, or perhaps beneath Azul, a father figure to the former Beta, as his own now that both Marrok and her were unable to care for her. Ears pinned at the side of her head, she'd begin to wonder how well the apprentice was taking the news, hoping that it was clear that she were alive, and only her mate had died in the process. There was faith, but how long until dangerous actions were taken to retrieve more of it to ensure her safety? She had always known her beloved adopted daughter to go out on a whim every time she'd burst into a fit of agony and rage, she could barely imagine the pain Juno was putting poor Aleu through in Helidos where she was alone, again. Her green eyes shut in shame as she stopped and pointed her body at the caving in walls of the large den to Erenyx's master - she had failed. Failed at a mother and a mate, a protector to her kind and certainly to her own Alphess. No, she couldn't allow herself to keep that in mind, her Alphess knew what she was getting herself into and thus died as a sacrifice to Helidos, in which Juno tried to avenge. It wasn't her fault. It wasn't her fault. "It was all my fault.." She'd whisper, though her minds tried to keep her calm at all costs from exploding into a fit of angry cries which led to evil intentions. She feared what she could do in such a state after seeing some others powered by their rage to do murderous things. It resulted in bad intentions, in which she'd never wish to force upon anyone. No one deserved as much pain as this.

The black fae would keep still as she'd hear the Alpha come nearer, her eyes staying closed as her brows seemed to knit into a narrowed, disinterested form. Remained pointed at the wall, with the refusal to look at him head-on just yet and the entrance facing one of her sides, one ear would flicker to his words. They spilled with pride of her inside his den, in which only made the other side of her mouth twitch with utter disgust for the male. Everything about him made her want to tear off the existing flesh on his face to the very bone, to dig the eyes which stared into her soul with foul intentions, to eat the heart which sought for lust in his chest, to split the brain which could only be given to satanic offspring. "Juno." Said she, allowing just her name to fall off her tongue. She had the freedom to say whatever name she had, though he perhaps assumed it wasn't her preferred calling. Withholding the urge to snarl and move closer to be faced to face with the male, her tail slowly swept closer away from her ankles as she slowly turned around - her eyes now forming into a majestic, seducing gaze as she'd peer to him from across the way. "Quod est negotium tuum, et foeda filius canis." Her tone was soft, wanting, yet she could care less. The advantage to a forgotten language apart from the norm was no one knew an once of it anymore. She could say anything she'd wish to the male in a way which he'd never understand, without him knowing the meaning of each word. Within the next second, she dropped the act as she'd turn away and sit more inside where the wind could not reach her. Now bored of waiting, with the idea of getting it done and over with so that she didn't have to be fearful of waiting any longer, she'd speak with her face facing apart from his again, "I know what you want, and please.. Get it over with." Her voice was now dull, but a tad bitter. She had no use for him, and if it was pups he so wanted, he'd get them, but not until she was carrying them would she be useful.

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* That is none of your business, you foul son of a bitch.

A single name she spoke. No title. No rank. Only a name. What good was a name to him? She would be referred to as the prize, the bitch, the whore, the captive. There would be no use in her name now. Juno was dead. She died the day she came to Erenyx. There was not going to be some peaceful life for her where she would run free along the woods or anything like that. If she went anywhere, she would be escorted. The last thing he wanted was for the fae to leave while she was carrying his pups. He wanted to see them live. He wanted to see them thrive. He would force his pups to do everything he ever had to do and worse. Someone would need to take his place once he was no longer allowed to. He wanted to make sure his blood would stay alive and thriving in Erenyx. This was his now, and what was his was to belong to his young as well. They would be treated like kings, if he had sons. If he had daughters... well that was still to be decided by the great Alpha. In the past, they would be forced to die, for none of his sons would allow themselves to be killed by a fae. "Fine.. you wish to be that way.." Teren snarled and bared his fangs as he looked down upon her. In a flash he was behind her form. He grabbed her by the scruff to hold her still.

Fade to black.

As he was done with her, he stared down at her, moving to be in front of her pathetic form. "Now you listen here. If you do anything to force my pups to die, I will kill you. If you leave my lands, I will hunt you down, bring you back here, beat you until you have just an ouch of life left barely enough to keep my pups alive, and when they no longer need your milk, I will kill you. You will be escorted by wolves I consider reliable for you. If you want to go somewhere outside of Erenyx, they will be with you. The following wolves are allowed to escort you: Beta Irrationality, Elite Ariste, Delta Braelyn, and my brothers. if you go with any other wolf, I will kill them and destroy you to an ounce of your life. Basically, do anything to piss me off, and your life is in grave danger. Be good to me, however, and I will treat you better. I will feed you, I will protect you, and I will make sure that the young life within you is healthy and well. Now you tell me, what was your rank in your old pack?"

After all which was said and done, Juno remained lifelessly still in her current laying position. Everything felt unclean to her, and only noises of discomfort would emit from her own twitching lips that fought from snarling at the other. Poison, was the first word that she thought of when first thinking of the Alpha - an object of both death and evil, but she'd never admit it aloud for his satisfaction. Instead, she'd remain there against the den's floor as he'd stand over her with some petty words she cared not to hear or object to. If she had the effort for a fight, she'd do it at any moment, but being the fact she asked for it, she didn't care. What was done, was done, and there was no turning back - all she wanted now was for him to rot in a dark place, or perhaps, herself even instead. She wanted her pups to eat her from the inside, drain as much energy from her body as much as possible so that they may become strong, killing her enough in the process so that she'd be put out of this forsaken place and in a haven which granted her peace. This place was far from it, and all she could do was glare quietly up at the defiling male who stole every ounce of dignity she had left to spare for the most righteous moment. She would laugh if she had the happiness within her to his petty comments of protection and food - she didn't need any of his help, and surely could do it on her own time without caring whether or not the pups would survive through the risks she'd take.

However, the bubbling rage which formed from her torture and captivity began to rise within her, enough so that she may stand despite the pain striking in her bones. With fiery green eyes to which matched the other's, black fur as dark as the shadows which follow them, a gaze which could cut glass, Juno stood firmly with her head held high enough to stare into his eyes. "Treat you good? You want me, to treat you, good?!" Her voice raised high, bellowing off the walls of his mighty den without a damn care as she'd glare into his soul without mercy. There was sadness, an extreme loneliness deep within her hues to which only the observant creatures could see, though anger soon swallowed that depression while fear cowards in the back of all her emotions, "You deserve nothing from me. And certainly nor should my rank mean anything to you. Quinn is dead, and I am here. My importance is no longer relevant - but the demonic genes which you've foolishly trusted me to bear. Does that not feed your self-esteem enough as it is?" Furious beyond all which she had ever gone to express, she stared at Teren like he was the murderer of her first born - a wolf which she still promised to one day meet if they weren't dead already. That was the same individual who tore her world apart and pushed her into the direction of Helidos in the first place, if it weren't for them, she would be here. However, she could think of a few ways which got her here that she now regrets. "You disgust me. Want to kill me? Torture me to the point of where I take my own life? Eat the children I'll bear you soon enough in the season after?" She asked these questions quickly through her blind rage, the pigment in her eyes growing in color as she'd only become angrier,

"Do it." She challenged.

A small grin wedged through her lips. "What else do I have to live for?"