A Rival's Fate (Emmi-Mae x King of the North)

[Emmi-Mae]

......Thump Thump...Thump Thump.....Thump Thump......

Nothing could overcome the deafening roar of her heartbeat in her ears as she stood frozen. Unable to breathe... unable to think... Unable to look away as her father's head tumbled on to the floor. Deiya stood in the very spot she'd remained, her arms ceased by two of her father's enemy's packmembers. Tears burned hot in her eyes as she shook her head, her silvery blond hair falling in unkept waves about her face as she released the breath she hadn't even be holding. He'd killed him... Her father was dead... beheaded by another Alpha all because of her.... Atleast thats how she saw it.... It was her he truly wanted, Called to the pack by the scent of her incoming heat. Her mother's scream of agony ripped through the sound of her roaring heartbeat as the Mating bond between her parents shattered. Deiya tried to lunge for her mother as the older female lunged for her father's lifeless body as his war form began to shift back into his headless human form. Her mother could survive a broken mates bond but no wolf truly thrived after their mate was killed... for how could you go on when part of your soul was shredded from you.

Her blue eyes watched the blood stain the forest floor where her father's body laid motionless, her mother's wailing all she could hear. The strong arms holding her in place tightened as she struggled against them with a low growl of frustration as her icey blue gaze found the Alpha responsible for the overtaking of her pack... her people had been defeated... Lives lost in a battle she was unable to fight because of her sex. She felt her wolf within her mind pacing with fury, itching to be unleashed to enact her wrath.. she'd kill him for this....The Resolve cooled her temper as her icy blue eyes remained locked on the monster before her. The Male who had come to lay claim upon her. She refused to lower her head in submission to him... She'd never submit.. She was Alpha Reiter's daughter..While females were not permitted to hold rank above an Alpha she refused to bow. The wolf within her raising her own head in pride. She had to remaind strong for the remaining members of her pack who would be at the mercy of this monster who had come to claim them all. Whether that meant fighting him until she too became fertilizer for the forest. She strained against the stronger hands that held her, the Male's laughing at her pitiful strength. It was no use... Even these Betas were stronger than she was... She'd been given no training in combat... her wolf rarely able to be let free.... She would be of no use to her people dead. She felt the tears roll down her cheek as her eyes watched the Alpha. "Why are you doing this?" Her voice spoke, not wavering or cracking. "He had submitted to you....He didn't wish to fight..." She breathed.. It was true... In hopes to stop more bloodshed her father had swallowed his pride and bent the knee to him in hopes he'd spare his daughter... and still....

 

[King Of The North]

The taste of her lingered on his lips, a combination of the metallic tang and a far sweeter flavor. Satisfaction hummed through his veins as the acknowledgment echoed – she was his. However, Ezra's wolf adamantly refused to let him offer his own neck in return. Trust was a scarce commodity in Ezra’s realm, his wolf still wary of Deiya despite Ezra allowing her to assert dominance over him in the manner that she did. While Ezra had managed to quell his wolf's aggression, the underlying skepticism persisted.

Offering her neck had, to some extent, appeased the beast, and the pleasure derived from the act was nothing short of mind-numbing. Deiya's vocalizations filled the air – loud, satisfying, and causing his cock to throb even harder. He hadn't lost his erection, fueled by the intensity of her heat and the arousal that surged through him. As she rose up, pressing her lips to his temple, his hand on her back urged her closer. His hot breath caressed her skin and neck, a primal growl escaping him – a raw, unbridled sound of untamed urges that he managed to steady in her presence. Eagerly, her hips moved against him, and he responded by kissing the other side of her neck gently before leaning back to watch her.

Her body rocked with intensified fervor, the expression on her face portraying pure pleasure as his name escaped her lips in breathy gasps. Her hands clutched his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as she moved more vigorously, the pinch of her nails becoming satisfying as well. The power of her orgasm prompted a surprised grunt from him, his cock quivering within her tightening walls. "Ah, fuck..." he muttered, his cock pulsing forcefully as her fervent movements caused the bed and mattress to slide off, knocking over the side table and its contents with a heavy thud and clatter.

The abrupt descent to the floor went unnoticed by Ezra, his attention consumed by the whirlwind of pleasure she unleashed. She continued to ride him with intensity, and as the feeling returned to his cock, the urge to fill her once more took hold, rolling through him intensely like a strong wave. His hips jerked into her again, hands roaming her body, tracing up her hips and sides, over her breasts. He was already addicted to touching this woman. Falling back with a heavy breath, one hand returned to her hip, vigorously guiding her movements against him. The other hand grazed over the mark he had left on her neck, trailing right under her chin. Squeezing her throat, he moaned and jerked his hips once more as he reached another climax, cumming deep within her again, his warmth coating her walls, his body shaking and shuddering at the powerful release she had drawn from him.

His creamy seed spilled within her once more, spilling out around his cock, he held her hips firmly against him, urging her to cease her movements for a moment. Sensations of sensitivity coursed through him as his cock quivered and twitched inside her. His hand left her throat, and he looked up at her, his eyes searching her face for a brief moment, a slight smile playing on his lips. For the typically serious alpha, smiling was a rarity, but this Luna had a way of making it happen. Ezra let out a huff as the rays of light danced over their sweat-covered skin, groaning lowly as he looked down at the lewd mess between them.

"You made a mess," he teased her gently as his breathing started to slow.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya gasped softly as his hand found her throat and her entire body seemed to react to just that simple touch as her hips bucked agtainst his thrusts. Her voice turning more and more into hoarse moans simply from the amount of screaming she'd done in the past few hours both from pleasure and from fighting him earlier. She could sense the sensitivity of his cock as she continued to ride him through her pleasure and as he squeezed her throat and jerked his hips into her she moaned out as she felt his seed flood her womb one final time. The very sound of his growls and moans causing her body to tremble with need for him. However it was that final load of cum that finally soothed the infernal heat within her and she once more could think for herself.

She felt his hands upon her hips hold her down and keep her from moving as her head fell forward to rest her forehead to his, panting heavily as her walls still quivered and tightened around his sensitive member. She trembled against him as her silvery lashes fluttered several times before they opened. Her icy blue eyes looking into his deep green orbs as she watched the corners of his eyes crinkle with a smile that was such a beautiful sight her breath caught as she felt her own lips turn upwards and she bit her bottom lip to contain the soft giggle that still bubbled up at his teasing words of her creating a mess. She looked around her destroyed bedroom and let out another beautiful laugh as she looked around and then back to him, her features softening as she looked at him.

Her hands moving to brush a few strands of his dark hair from his forehead before she smirked. "you mean, YOU made a mess, And a Mess YOU will be cleaning up" She stated playfully as she closed her eyes once more and simply relaxed in his arms. Not wishing to part from him as she remained on his lap. "I wish to know more about you... but we must go..." She whispered as her lips brushed his one last time before she leaned back abit and carefully lifted herself off his cock, abit reluctant to do so but she stood to her feet, a little wobbly in the knees as she held out her hand to him to help him up. she moved to her packed chests to find herself a new gown. This one a striking rich Scarlet that she'd never worn until this very day. Its sleeves embroidered with golden and copper thread that shimmered in the morning sun. The embroidery delicate swirls of the full moon on a plain of stars. She didn't care about washing herself off, She'd carry his scent with her into his territory and wear the evidence of their mating until she was within their borders. Perhaps she'd entice him to a bath together at some point but for now she knew they had to leave her family's territory.

Carefully she pulls back her hip length silvery locks and then turned back to her Mate with pursed lips. "Honestly.. We dont need to clean... I doubt my mother will touch this room after i've left" She sighed softly as she bit her bottom lip and then thought for a moment. "How long do you think it will take to travel to Opalfang territory?" She asked gently, She knew Moonstone and Opalfang were close neighbors but she'd lived her entire life within the Moonstone pack and had never been able to leave the boundaries of her home so it was something entirely new to her. And yet she kept her head high as she looked at him, her fingers braided together infront of her as she waited for him to dress and figure out what to do next. As though they hadn't just completely ruined her bed and nightstand. It was clear she was a right to the point type of female.

 

[King Of The North]

They lingered in that intimate embrace for a few moments, both catching their breaths. Her walls squeezed and quivered around him as the aftermath of her orgasm gradually waned. Goosebumps formed on her soft skin beneath his hands that rested on her hips. She tried to stifle a giggle at his teasing, but the sound escaped her lips, and his eyes softened as he watched her. A light, airy laugh followed, gracing the room with its melody.

Ezra's gaze met hers once again, appreciating the beauty of the Luna from where he lay. Her fingers brushed against his forehead, adjusting some of his hair, and he chuckled softly at her words. He allowed her to relax in his arms, feeling his own muscles ease their tension. Her breathing, once rapid, gradually steadied against him.

A sound of discontent escaped Ezra as she spoke again, and her lips brushed against his in an almost teasing kiss, leaving him yearning for more. Carefully, she lifted herself off his cock, earning a groan from him, and he took her hand as she helped him up.

Finding his clothes amidst the aftermath of their passion proved to be a new task. Shifting through the mess they made, Ezra pulled on his pants, secured his belt, and couldn't help but let his eyes drift to her as she elegantly donned a scarlet red dress. It held a bold allure, and part of him was tempted to inquire about it. However, he kept his lips sealed as she turned to him. Grappling with her question, he found his green tunic and pulled it on.

"Probably won't get there until tonight," he stated plainly, distracted by his thoughts and her scent still. The early hour meant they would get there before it became too dark, and he assumed most of the members of his pack who had came were already en route.

Picking up fallen items from the desk and readjusting the mattress, Ezra, typically a man of few words, felt an unfamiliar struggle in conversation. After the intensity of his arrival, their first union, and the intriguing events in her room, combined with his restless wolf's apparent intrigue with her, he found himself unsure of what to say. Turning to her, he pointed at some chests and crates she had packed. "I'll take those downstairs."

His eyes lingered on her for a few moments, trailing down the dress once again. "You look pretty," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. As he picked up the crates, her gaze, almost as intense as his own, met his. He wasn't accustomed to this level of eye contact; usually, others would lower their gaze in his presence. But not her—she held it. He reminded himself that it had nothing to do with challenging him. There was no need to assert dominance in that way, especially since she wouldn't allow it.

Walking out of the room and back downstairs, he stacked the crates by the door for them to be taken to the carriage. His eyes found Eskel, who was patiently waiting in the sitting room. "This chest needs to be handled with care." He pointed to the one that had her Opal bowl inside. "If it's broken, you lose an ear." He growled at the beta. "Or someone is losing an ear." Eskel nodded curtly, eying his alpha for a moment.

The beta grinned, "I am guessing that went well?" Eskel fully knew what they had been doing while he waited. Ezra just gave him a glance as he walked back up to retrieve more of her items.

He knew his pack would begin to accept her, especially now that she had been mated to him and smelled of him as well. Although he wasn't sure about his family, nor his mother. His mother had already been reluctant to have him go to find Deiya in the first place. Shaking the thoughts from his mind he busied himself with getting ready to leave.

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Once the carriage had been packed, he gave her some time to finish up whatever she needed to, while he and Eskel attended to the horses. His warriors were ready, having been prepared for some time, though none dared to voice any impatience. The recent death of Reiter still lingered in Ezra's thoughts, and discussions loomed in the coming days. He felt the need to apologize to his mate for the actions he had taken against her, a suggestion Eskel had made even before Deiya allowed him to claim her.

Ezra instructed Deiya to ride in the carriage for her safety during travel, leaving little room for debate.

As they entered his territory, the tension in his muscles eased slightly with the setting sun. Pulling up the horse next to Eskel's, they rode in silence for a moment before Ezra spoke. "She will not submit to anyone of lower status than me." Eskel's brown eyes slid to Ezra, filled with curiosity, silently asking how that came about.

"Okay," Eskel nodded, refraining from delving further into the matter. "This will be hard for some of our pack members to accept. She is female," he remarked, acknowledging the potential challenges within the pack, especially among dominant males.

"Well, Eskel, this is a learning experience, so I guess we all have to adjust." Ezra's wolf bristled with a hint of annoyance, still harboring distaste for the terms set by Deiya. The conflicting emotions left Ezra frustrated and confused. "She will be respected as I ask. If not, there will be consequences. I just want you to make that clear among them. She will not submit, and they will not fight me on this." His voice was firm, laying down strict conditions. Ezra was prepared to punish any pack member who dared to challenge this arrangement. The pull he felt towards Deiya was powerful enough to make him go to extremes, even against his own.

As the family's estate came into view, Ezra sighed, realizing that his biggest obstacles might not end with claiming Reiter's territory.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya felt the obvious awkwardness that filled the air after they'd parted and he watched her dress. A small part of her wondered if he simply was not use to talking to woman. She understood that amongst most packs females were looked down upon by males, While she spoke to most of her pack members due to her upbringing she'd heard from mated females what it was like in the home packs prior to finding their mates within Moonstone. It was something that she wished to drastically change within Opalfang but she knew she needed to fain Ezra's trust completely, It was something she'd help him also get use to. If they were to try and make this work without argument she had to be patient with him and not push to many of his boundaries.

She gave him a gentle and sweet smile of reassurance as he awkwardly gestured to her things and began to take them downstairs. She watched him leave for a moment longer before exhaling and looking around her bedroom. Waiting until he was gone before she moved towards her bed and moved the matress back onto the bed, getting down on her hands and knees she traced her finger along the edge of one of the loose floor boards and pulled it open, revealing a dusty hidden journal beneath. Something very sacred and important to all of their people was the Lost Journal of the High Luna... and Deiya was in possession of it now. Carefully she stashed it into her traveling bag at the bottom under some other books and once he returned to grab the last of her things she smiled to him and nodded, signaling that she was ready to go.

She spent a few more moments saying her final farewell to her dearest mother as well as some of the surviving pack members who wished to remain behind, most of them Widowed females who also lost their mates in the fight that brought her father's head rolling. Once she was guided to the carriage she had only her small traveling back with her with the books she'd planned to read on her way there.

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The days ride was far less enjoyable than she had previously thought. She'd expected Ezra to ride with her within the carriage but when he'd chosen to take the ride on horseback she didn't argue with him and simply gave him a beautiful smile. Once she was alone within the carriage she realized the true reason he had not wished to be confined in such a small unventilated area, with the scent of her Heat so strong the very carriage was like a beacon to even the unmated wolves within Ezra's own pack. Of course those males knew better than to even look upon their new luna in such a manner for Ezra would likely skin them alive. Little did they know that Deiya would likely do it before their Alpha even had a chance to.

Inside the carriage Deiya took to reading through one of her hand written journals of crystals and their spiritual cleansing. Trying to figure out which crystal would be the best for her to wear that could aid her in concieving a child. This was to be the first major task many of the pack would expect from her within the next few months. Lycan were not like humans, with their rapid growth a pregnancy usually lasted only six months rather than nine as the child typically developed faster than the rate of a human. Multiples weren't uncommon but the chances of death in both the mother and the unborn children were higher. Their kind might heal fast but their medicinal knowledge was limited.

Eventually into the evening fatigue began to overtake Deiya's will to remain awake as the gentle movement of the carriage upon the uneven terrain began to lull her into sleep, her temple resting against the carriage wall as her journal rested precariously on her lap. Her features remained soft and beautiful as she slept the final leg of the journey into Opalfang territory, unaware of the troubles that would soon arise within her new pack's dynamic upon her arrival.

The soft Jostling of the carriage coming to a stop caused her to jolt slightly with a gasp as she looked around in the dimly lit darkness around her, the heavy snorting of the tired horses the only sound in the night as she waited to the door to be opened, undoubtably the scent of her heat would be extremely concentrated within the carriage. She was glad however that her current mental state was still sated by the night prior and the morning she'd had with Ezra, for now her body did not yearn for him and she was grateful for that... atleast she'd be able to meet her new pack with a level head.

 

[King Of The North]

Many of his warriors dispersed to their families instead of accompanying them to Ezra's estate. Eskel, however, chose to stay, as he and his mate lived with Ezra's few family members in the spacious home. The estate was large enough that Ezra could go a full day without encountering his beta if he wished, selecting the right spots within the house. As they dismounted their horses, handing the reins to the stable boy, Ezra sighed, casting a brief glance at the place he called home— a stark contrast to Deiya's own dwelling.

Ezra huffed as he approached the carriage and opened it. The sun had finally set, enveloping them in darkness, except for the light emanating from the manor. When the carriage door opened, her scent hit him like a ton of bricks. Even Eskel seemed to notice, eyes downcast as he cleared his throat. Ezra straightened himself before offering a hand to assist her out. She was fortunate; her heat could be appeased if she got what she wanted. For males, the scent of a female's heat was a constant reminder and a test of their control.

He allowed himself to relax a bit around her as he glanced at the manor. "I'll have one of the servants bring in your things," he spoke gently, her scent surrounding him with an intensity that felt like nothing he had experienced before. Ezra rubbed the back of his neck; he wasn't particularly adept at conversing with women, except for his sisters and mother. Most encounters with females were centered around sex, leaving little room for conversation or really no need and most of the females he was around were submissive and only spoke when spoken to.

"So, I have two sisters, and my mother lives here as well, along with Eskel and his mate," he explained. His eyes slid to the large home, where his mother lingered in a window, her piercing gaze fixed on Deiya. Eskel was quick to walk down the path to the other side of the manner where he lived with Hela.

"My mother is difficult to get to know. She doesn't trust easily, and she isn't fond of strangers. She hates change, so your arrival is a bit of an adjustment," Ezra admitted, exhaling. "One she will have to live with." He muttered the last part as he led her towards the doors, his hand resting on the small of her back. "Tomorrow, there will be a feast in our great hall to welcome you." He paused by the door and turned to her. "I'll show you to your chambers after I introduce you to my mother. We have separate bedrooms, but they're attached, and I wanted you to have your own space if needed." Ezra made it clear that, despite his desires, he respected her and wanted her to have her own personal space.

One hand gently cupped her face, and Ezra bestowed a light, airy kiss, briefly humming at the taste. Pulling away, he opened the grand doors, revealing the opulent interior. As they entered, the marble floor shined and glistened, while a grand staircase stood several feet in front of them. Portraits adorned finely crafted walls, depicting the history of their pack, particularly the alphas preceding Ezra.

At the top of the staircase stood Vera, his mother. Sage green eyes peered down at Deiya from where she stood, her hands neatly clasped in front of her. On the left side of her face, four healed scars ran from under her eye down her cheek and to her neck, a testament to her history. Despite the scar, she remained a strikingly beautiful woman. Those green eyes bore holes into the new Luna.

Ezra stepped forward, breaking the momentary silence. "Where's Tilly and Irina?" For the first time since they entered, Vera's eyes landed on her son, and her face softened into a smile. "Oh, they're around. Tilly is out in the village, someone's sick, and Irina is gallivanting somewhere." She descended the steps, her royal blue dress trailing behind. Vera embraced Ezra in a hug, her bright smile fading into genuine concern. "I'm glad you're home; I was worried sick." Her hands straightened his shirt and he gave her a disapproved look for fussing over him. The woman seemed to dismiss Deiya's presence, but Ezra noticed and immediately stepped closer to her.
"Mum, this is Deiya, my mate," Ezra introduced Deiya to Vera. The atmosphere shifted as Vera's eyes, void of their earlier softness, scrutinized Deiya from head to toe. She noticed the mark on Deiya's neck and narrowed her eyes, but she saw no mark on her sons neck but she kept her lips sealed…for now. The tension hung in the air, and Ezra, though thankful for his mother's restraint, sighed deeply.

Vera's gaze returned to Ezra, skepticism lacing her words. "Are you sure?" Ezra nodded in affirmation. "Mhm." Vera's tone remained unimpressed, and she continued to challenge Deiya with her intense eye contact, testing the new member of the family. "My name is Vera." Without waiting for a response, she shifted her focus to Deiya's hair, commenting, "Your hair is... odd... interesting." After a lingering stare, she forced a smile, turning away. "Dinner will be ready soon; I expect to see you both there."

With a short wave, Vera left, and Ezra released a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Turning to Deiya, he chuckled. "I'm sorry; she's a bit bristly." his hand found the small of her back once again as he gestured towards the room Vera disappeared into. "Shall I show you to your room?"

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's lips turned up with a tired but sweet smile as Ezra opened the door of the carriage and offered her his hand. She could sense the amount of control it took him as her scent practically ran into him like a brick wall. She picked up her book and placed it within her traveling bag before taking his hand, a soft tingling feeling radiating from their touch that caused the hairs on the back of her neck to rise. She gracefully stepped out of the Carriage and looked up and the beautiful Estate that was now her home. Her icey blue eyes widening as she took it all in. It was far larger than she could ever imagine. "I feel like a damn princess" She whispered to him with a soft giggle as she leaned into him as he guided her down the path. She admired the garden, It wasn't nearly as vast as her family and she knew she'd have to ask him to plant sage, lavender and other herbs for her to use in the future but she knew now was not the time.

At his mention of having two Sisters she smiled with true joy at the thought of having two sisters through their Mating bond. She'd lost her only sibling at a very young age during a fight with a neighboring pack north of Moonstone when the child had gotten out during the night and strayed too far from the safety of their territory. The Emeraldtide pack being one of the more Hostile packs, even more so than Opalfang. Where Ezra was brutal in his power he still treated females with a form of respect. Emeraldtide was known to practically enslave their females and their alpha was rumored to have three mates. Of course Deiya had no idea how it was possible but she was certain there was no bond between the females that Alpha Orion claimed but she knew one day she'd come for the enslaved females of Emeraldtide and free them.

When he warned her of how his mother was she pursed her lips and looked up to him skeptically before offering him a genuinely kind and beautiful smile. "I am certain your mother is just looking out for your safety as well as her Legacy's safety.. change can jepeordize many things but remaining stuck in one way can also have unforseen consiquences" She murmured. Closing her eyes a moment as he mentioned the feast the following day. She nodded and listened intently. Pausing when he mentioned them having seperate living spaces but that their rooms were joined she smiled softly and threaded her fingers through his gently, wishing she could be even closer to him as his very presence made her feel far more safe in this new enviornment. "Thank you, Ezra. Truly" She murmured softly as she looked up to him with another smile as he leaned in to press his lips to hers she hummed softly at the feel of him against her. Her heart racing at his closeness she hadn't realized she'd missed such a tender touch of his hands cradling her face. Instincts causing her to rub her cheek into his hand as her silver lashes fluttered shut.

And then it was over as quickly as it had begun as he pulled away and turned to face his mother as the older woman's green gaze bore down on her, Deiya felt the wolf surge in instant annoyance at the females undressing of her visually clear in her eyes. Deiya did not look away, Her intense stare remained locked on his mother as she smiled softly to her. Not wishing to push her dominance on a woman she didn't even know just yet... ESPECIALLY as that woman was now her Mother by mating bond. She watched as the beautiful woman's eyes turned to her son and that cold expression thawed to nothing but true pride and adoration as she spoke. Deiya watched the interaction in silence, Her hands clasped together infront of her like Vera had done. She stood poised and regal as she watched the interaction, making note of both of his sister's names. Tilly seemed to be a healer, knowledge that would come in great use in the future since she too was well versed in medicine. She smiled softly at the mention of Irina likely gallavanting somewhere told her all she needed to know about Irena. She was likely a spit fire of a female that Deiya would be sure to befriend as soon as she could. She needed allies and friends within the pack to better strengthen her position as Luna.

When she was finally awknowledged by the older woman Deiya's icy blue eyes remained focused on Vera, That beautiful sweet smile turning more and more stern as the woman scrutinized her and even had the gull to ask her son if he'd made the RIGHT choice in mating her. Her wolf growled deep within her, tension building on her shoulders as her hand squeezed Ezra's tightly as she held back the need to assert herself. Instead once Vera gave her name Deiya smiled once more and nodded her head. Her silver brow raising with slight annoyance and almost shock at her mention of her hair. "Snow wolf" She simply stated to the woman before the turned away from Deiya to move off.

Snow wolves. An old gene within Lycan that had been diluted through centuries of breeding. While some thought it a curse for any white animal was typically outcast from its family as it would draw more attention to it, White furred Lycan were sometimes seen as Moon blessed as their fur typically shined radiant in the night under full moons. It was no secret that Deiya was indeed a snow wolf, It was evident in her white hair. And if females were allowed to shift her wolf would be as white as the snow and moon. For it was typical for a Lycan's fur to match the hair of their human form.

She watched as Vera walked away and she was alone with Ezra once again, Deiya blew out a slow breath along side Ezra's before she let out a soft laugh and looked to him. When he apologized she shook her head. "Ive realized that the Apple truly does not fall far from the tree" She giggled softly as she moved closer to him. As he gestured to the door she nodded her head. "Yes, I'd like that..But.. you mean OUR rooms..." She murmured softly as she smiled. "I truly appreciate you wishing to give me space... and I am sure you will need space from me just as often.. but I wish to make this work... so both rooms will be OURS..." She said softly as she followed him to where her bedroom was. Her mouth practically hanging open when she took in the massive canopy bed with rich blue curtains that matched the blanket upon the sturdy oak bedframe. "Well Fuck!" She said with a faint laugh. "Maybe I will spend my nights in the bed alone... that can fit Five of me!" She exclaimed with almost a child like giggle as she hurried to the bed, dropping her traveling bag onto the floor as she picked up her red skirts and crawled into the bed and flopped onto her back. It was clear she was far more comfortable alone with him than with others.

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Hela sat within the calm and quiet nursery upon the new Rocking chair that Alpha Ezra had the carpenter craft for her and Eskel almost a month ago. She sat rocking in it, humming softly to herself as she rested the small journal upon the swell of her growing stomach, The elegant emerald fabric of her gown pooling on her lap as she wrote possible names for the babe that grew strong within her. She was only two months from her due date and she found herself nesting more and more the closer she got to delivery.

She and Eskel had been mated for nearly four years now, Their mating having been far more romantic than Deiya and Ezra had been mostly for the fact that Eskel and Hela had grown up together beside Ezra and their love had time to grow and flourish. It was rare for their kind to find their soulmate within the same pack prior to the female's first heat. So Hela and Eskel were by far the lucky ones in that realm. However it had taken four years for them to finally fall pregnant. Four years of challenges and strain upon their relationship in the beginning. But now their miracle was finally coming.

She heard the horses approaching and smiled softly to herself. Not wishing to leave the comfort of her rocking chair she closed the notebook and simply waited for her mate and husband to enter the nursery, her finger playing with the ring that encircled her left ring finger. She listened to the nursery door open and smiled contently to Eskel as he returned. She felt relief in seeing him safe and uninjured. "Welcome home, My Love" She murmured softly as she waited for him to move in to kiss her. " Is it done? Did he find her?" She murmured softly as she became abit more excited. "Whats she like?... Is she pretty?" She began to sit up and winced slightly as she lightly bumped her stomach on the arm rest of her rocking chair and snorted slightly at her own over excitement. "I bet she's super pretty right?! when do I get to meet her?" She didn't even let him speak as she delicately rubbed her growing stomach through her gown and watched him. It was clear their relationship was far more casual in private than it was in public as well.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra anticipated his mother's likely displeasure when he explained Deiya's role and how she wasn't inclined to fulfill the submissive expectations his mother held. Vera, though traditional, had taken up leadership after Ezra's father's death, earning his great respect for guiding him through tough decisions, he had been young when his father had passed and with no brothers and all of his uncles being dead, he relied heavily on his mother to lead him and help him make decisions when he first took on the role. A gruff laugh escaped him when Deiya commented on their similarities. "I swear she can be amazing when she gets the chance, but she's quite traditional—forward and blunt." Impressed with Deiya's handling of his mother, he acknowledged the tension, his wolf had sensed her own woods annoyance over the encounter and was glad Vera refrained from commenting further.

He nodded at her mention of their rooms and offered a light smile. "Yes, ours. You're allowed into mine whenever you like." Growing up, his parents had always maintained separate rooms, so he didn't think much of it.

As they entered her room, Ezra felt a sense of relief when she approved of it. He walked in, closing the door with a soft thud. "If you want anything changed, just let me know. We have many rooms in the house, and if you need more space, feel free to ask. Tilly has her own room for medicines and work, and I have the library and my office, so if you need something, just say it." Ezra had this odd feeling to make her happy, he didn’t often care about pleasing others most of his life but he had a need to make sure she was happy and comfortable in the new space.

A chuckle escaped Ezra as Deiya commented on the bed's size, her excitement evident with a sweet, gentle giggle. Relaxing now that they were alone, he approached the bed and leaned against the oak frame as she climbed in, laying on her back. His eyes traced her form; she remained somewhat mysterious to him, and he pondered how to address the questions in his mind. Rubbing the back of his neck, his green eyes focused on her face, finding her smile and laughter refreshing, putting him at ease. "Well, I certainly hope you don't decide you want this bed all to yourself."

His gaze briefly shifted to the window, engaging in contemplation before uttering, "Allow me to show You around the estate tomorrow, once my morning obligations are fulfilled. I must attend to matters of border patrol and correspondence." A subtle smile graced his countenance as he observed her.

"I must apologize for any perceived awkwardness; my interactions with females are infrequent, limited mostly to my sisters, mother, and occasionally Hela, who is Eskel's mate. I believe you'll get along well with her." With measured grace, he settled on the bed beside her, reclining on his side, his attention fixed on her, propping himself up on his elbow to peer down at her. "I must extend my apologies further as well, for my previous actions against you and your pack," he admitted, his voice hushed. His hand delicately traced the embroidered patterns on her dress, his gaze unwavering. "Regrettably, my wolf sometimes eludes my control," he confessed, a sigh escaping him as he wrestled with the conflicting allure of her sweet scent.

——

Eskel harbored no desire to be in Vera's company during the meeting with Deiya, well aware of her potential to be quite straining. His true intention was to reunite with Hela, the woman he had missed profoundly during their absence, heightened by the constant concern for her well-being during her pregnancy he hadn’t stopped thinking about her.

As he entered their home, sectioned off more, a private space Ezra had provided, Eskel reflected on the stern alpha's softer side, appreciating the loyalty they shared despite the absence of biological brothers. The two both harboured sisters and had found themselves relying on one another from a young age. The space was equipped with everything they needed and often Eskel didn’t need to leave the space into other parts of the manor. A sigh escaped him as he discarded his shoes, entering with a huff, and made his way to the nursery, finding Hela seated in the rocking chair gifted by Ezra, she had been spending more and more time in the nursery even before he left.

With a smile, Eskel leaned down, planting a light kiss on her lips. "It's good to be back; we've barely slept," he chuckled, running a hand through his blonde hair. Her eager questions prompted a grin, and he gently urged her to slow down. “Easy there, you might get out of breath with all these questions.” He teased at her before explaining. "We did find her. It wasn't easy, and it didn't end well for Reiter, but we knew that before going in." Eskel had respect his alpha decision when it came handling the other neighbouring packs, specifically Reiter.

“She is very pretty,” he gave a pause before noting; "She's different, bold, with silvery hair. I don't know the details of her discussion with Ezra, but he emphasized the importance of the pack respecting her. Oddly, I don't believe she's an omega; she stared Ezra right in the eyes," he laughed, knowing by the look on Ezra’s face how it put the alpha in a confused state. “But she’s got him entranced with her heat and their bond so he’s kind of an airhead at the moment. Right awkward too.”

“You can meet her tonight I suppose, Vera invited us for dinner if you feel like going?” A servant had passed on the information before Eskel had reached their quarters. Eskel took a seat, pulling up a footstool to sit upon. His hands, missing the feel of her, delicately touched her thighs, one brushing over her growing stomach gently. Expressing heightened protectiveness, he voiced concerns about her well-being, not wanting to risk anything after the time it took to conceive. "How have you been? Feeling alright?" he inquired, his love and worry evident in his gaze. Eskel knew his constant questions were becoming annoying but he frankly didn’t care.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya turned her head to the side as she watched him move to the bed and lean upon it. She'd thought back on the things he'd said once they entered the room and she thought about the Library he'd mentioned and Tilly's room for medicines. "I may need a room for my crystal work... Its hard to explain what I do with them.. but hopefully some day I will be able to put it into words" She exhaled softly as she sat up onto her elbows and watched him look towards the window to speak of his duties in the morning. "May I come with you?" She inquired with a gentleness and unease. It was clear she was worried of over stepping and she visibly winced in the awkward silence afterwards. "Its just...I understand the tedious nature of being an Alpha...and there are things that can be shared and minute details that might be over looked" She said nervously as she looked away from him a moment, for the first time since they'd met she actually seemed unsure of where she stood. "I.. well..I wish to know more about Opalfang... as they are now my people... and I wish to know what territories are our allies and which are our foes...My father had allies...Allies im sure will remain loyal to me if they saw that I was with you...alliances that could help our pack" She murmured softly to him. "I am truly sorry if im overstepping in anyway... I know this is new to you... I can remain silent and simply watch and learn... and I will not challenge you infront of others so long as they are respectful to us both" She bit her bottom lip, awaiting his response.

Once he had responded and moved closer and reclined upon the bed. She instinctively fell back onto her back once more and turned slightly so that she could better see his face. The warmth of his fingers brushing along her sleeved arm causing goosebumps to raise as she closed her eyes a moment and listened to his hushed voice whisper his apologies. Her body instinctively inching closer to him, to feel his body against hers. She truly hadn't even realized she was doing it. "You do not need to apologize to me for something you cannot control... I believe one of these nights we should allow our wolves to meet... I am certain that your wolf will be far more willing to comply with you if you allowed him total control for one night with his mate" She whispered as her hand moved up to brush delicate fingers along his jaw. "It is something my parents told me when I was young... That our wolves do not like being kept within the confines of our mind for very long... we females have ways to sate our wolves through other tasks.. but Males require stimulation of the most carnal means... and i know it is forbidden for a female to take on her wolf form... but I am capable of relinquishing control to my wolf and remain unchanged. Most females are capable of it" She murmured softly as her blue eyes searched his. As he apologized for what he'd done to her pack her eyes closed once more and she shook her head.

"The past is behind us... do I wish things happened differently... Yes...but it does us no good wishing for our fate to be different. What matters now is making the most of an awful situation by bettering ourselves. All that I ask is for you to never touch me against my will again..." She whispered softly to him as her hands moved to his heart. "And perhaps someday my heart will be held in your hands.." She whispered. Now realizing that her face was mere inches from his, her scent once more intoxicating and her own body yearned for his touch. She simply stared up at him with her wide blue eyes, every now and then her eyes scanning his lips as if wishing to taste him again. "W...we should prepare for dinner...." She whispered after several moments of silence. "And then we can feast on dessert...." She said with a sly smirk on her lips as she gently kissed his lips before she began to get up to leave the bed so long as he didnt stop her.

-----

Hela bit her bottom lip as Eskel tried to calm her down. She huffed a few times as she rested her hand upon her stomach and listened to him describe their new Luna. Her eyes growing wide with each new piece of information. "A female that has made our alpha awkward?" She said with an amused smile as she leaned back into the chair. "She sounds truly remarkable" She sighed dreamily and as he asked if she was well enough to eat dinner she giggled softly. "Im eating for two, My love... Im always hungry... you'll just need to help me stand up its getting hard on my back these days" She sighed softly.

When he asked how she was feeling her hand moved to rest ontop of his as it rested upon her growing stomach. "Our child is strong..... very... very freaking strong... I swore He was going to kick right through my stomach today!" She exclaimed with a laugh. She wasn't sure if they were having a boy or a girl truthfully... somedays she'd call the child He.. some days she... several times she just called it her wee pup. "I have a feeling when the time comes im going to be blaming you for the pain..." She exhaled with dramatic flair. "How about you, My love. You didn't get harmed in the fighting?"

 

[King Of The North]

He found himself quite unfamiliar with the world of crystal work, unsure of exactly what it entailed. Even she didn't seem to possess the words to explain it, causing him to entertain the idea of seeking out books on the subject in the library. Ezra, a keen reader, often lost himself in the pages of military strategy and combat, but he held an appreciation for various genres.

His focus was abruptly diverted by her request, prompting his gaze to settle upon her in curiosity. However, the impending meeting with his council weighed on his mind, injecting a sense of unease as he pondered how the elders might receive the presence of a woman among them. Despite her evident hesitancy, a quality he had not previously observed, she appeared eager to delve deeper into the affairs of their pack. This stirred a disquiet within him, particularly concerning the border patrol, which predominantly comprised the younger males of the pack. Lost in his contemplation, he failed to notice her gradual approach until her scent intensified, causing his eyes to flicker as he refocused.

"I understand... you can come with me. This is unfamiliar for them as it for me, so I ask that you merely observe for now... especially considering you're in heat, and my patrols mainly consist of younger pack members," he stated, a slight grin playing at his lips as he shook his head. "They tend to act foolishly around women, so don't be surprised." Mentally preparing himself to assert dominance, a task he presumed would be inevitable, he paused for a moment before emitting a small chuckle. "I have a council meeting to attend as well. They may be irked, but they're old. They will adapt."

Ezra felt a surge of relief that she wasn't harboring excessive resentment towards his actions, but he raised an eyebrow at the suggestion of relinquishing control to his wolf. He hesitated at the thought. His wolf only assumed control when Ezra required its power. He was uncomfortable with the notion of surrendering control of his human form to the wolf. "In due time," he uttered in a low voice as he contemplated it. "I find my wolf to be... unpredictable. If I'm honest, he's rather upset with some of your requests." He gave another laugh, this time it was more nervous, sensing the wolf growling at the back of his mind. Yet, the power inherent in the creature was a defining factor in his role as alpha. "I envy your control," he confessed with a faint smile. At times, he felt a loss of control, particularly when consumed by anger. Managing his own anger was already challenging, let alone contending with the restless beast within him. He sighed softly, recollecting the difficulty his father had faced with his own wolf, a struggle that had resulted in his mother's scar. The incident had triggered Ezra's ire, leading to his own repercussions for challenging his father.

Ezra listened attentively and nodded, his voice brimming with sincerity as he asserted, "I will not disrespect you like that again." He was resolute in his commitment to never subject her to such treatment as long as he breathed. As she drew nearer to him, he prepared to voice his thoughts, but found himself once again captivated by her scent and her mere presence. His gaze remained fixed on her, captivated by her every movement. When she kissed his lips, he couldn't suppress a low groan at the taste of her lips. As she began to rise, he seized her firmly and drew her back towards him. His lips sought hers once more in a fervent and profound kiss. "Perhaps we could indulge in dessert now," he murmured against her lips, employing his hands and body to swiftly flip her onto her back.

Trailing his lips to the mark he had left on her neck, he tenderly kissed it before beginning to suck on the sensitive skin, offering a sly smirk. "Or we could exercise patience," he whispered, his warm breath caressing her skin.

———

Eskel chuckled and nodded, "I believe he doesn't know how to react, so he defaults to this silent awkwardness. You know how he typically is," he mused, a playful grin crossing his features as he considered his alpha's usual demeanor. His alpha was always characterized by a brusque and controlling nature, yet his bond with his mate called for him to embody the opposite persona, especially in the presence of others. "As I mentioned, she's intriguing. I'm uncertain of my sentiments; it feels unfamiliar, and I appreciate that…..I think, I respect it at least. However, I'm unsure about how the others will perceive it," he remarked nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders. He was accustomed to the usual modus operandi and the principles he had been taught. He had never been as dominant and forceful as Ezra, understanding when to yield to someone of higher status while also recognizing when to assert dominance and aggression among their pack when necessary.

Eskel held the responsibility of serving as Ezra's right hand. If his alpha were to perish before producing an heir, or before the heir reached maturity, it was customary for Eskel to assume the role until the next successor was of age. However, he had always harbored hopes that such a situation would never transpire, as he had no desire to become an alpha. His wolf was far too placid for the demands of the role.

Eskel sported a smug grin as she mentioned food and offered his assistance in helping her up. "No, love, I was merely considering letting you struggle in the chair until you begged for my aid," he playfully teased. Her hand felt warm against his own, and he couldn't help but continue beaming as she spoke of their child. Anticipation coursed through him, and he found himself eagerly looking forward to meeting the little one. He secretly hoped the child would take after Hela more than himself, although he found it curious that he instinctively referred to the child as 'she.' It felt right, though he couldn't precisely pinpoint why and he felt he could be surprised by the outcome.

"I'm envious that I wasn't present to experience it," he murmured softly, his gaze shifting from her stomach to her striking deep blue eyes. He then chuckled and shook his head, adding, "No, you cannot lay the blame on me. It takes two, Hela, TWO." Rising to his feet, he extended his hands towards her to assist her in standing up. "I'm unscathed. I didn't have to get my hands excessively dirty; only a few members of Reiter's pack put up resistance," he stated.

After she rose, he planted a kiss on her lips, one that carried more depth compared to the one he had given her when he first arrived. His wolf, previously restless, now settled, reassured by the knowledge of her safety.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's pale lashes fluttered several times as her eyes searched his features. She could practically see the gears within his mind turning as he thought of how to navigate through the response to her request. When he spoke she nodded, feeling relieved that he'd agreed and then the reminder of her Heat caused her to pause as she bit her bottom lip. "Hm... Perhaps you are right.. I don't think my pressence at the border will be a good idea... you were able to scent me from your borders... certainly a rival Alpha will as well if I am too close... and during times in which we are trying to secure our legacy we do not need to draw such challenges" She murmured softly as she rested her warm palm against his cheek and smiled. "Our young males will be safe from my intoxicating beauty for now" She said with a tiny bit of dramatic flair as she giggled, a dimple showing once more. She thought about the mention of the council and tilted her head to the side. "They will be far more important to win over on changes so I will certainly need to be at your side... But I will behave as a female should until they come to understand that we are one" She finished.

She felt the infernal within her rising meerly from his close proximity as something within her yearned for his touch. Her mind thinking of how he'd taken her against her night stand just a day before... how she'd lost herself to the intense passion that spurred from riding his cock. She bit her bottom lip as she listened to him, her cheek flushing with color as her mind wondered on the far more devious thoughts, the scent of her arousal mixing with her heat as her eyes lifted to his as he spoke about his wolf. When she spoke her voice was hoarse and sultry. "Perhaps he is unpredictable because he's spent a life time with only half of his soul..." She inquired, Leaving the quiet part unsaid... They were Heart Mates.. Two souls bound together by a tether that transended time itself. She knew it deep down in her heart the moment she'd lain eyes on him in Moonstone.. she'd felt that pull to him.. that tether between them like an invisible thread that linked their fates for eternity... life after life... Their souls would return to this plain in new forms to find one another... perhaps they'd already lived hundreds of past lives together. Perhaps his wolf longed for his soul to be completed.

She noticed the change in his eyes as he looked at her and spoke a vow to never harm her again. She smiled softly, appreciating the gesture. She trembled at the sound of the groan he made as she kissed him and as she tried to move and he kept her from leaving she did not put up a fight as she laid on her back and looked up at him, her eyes filled with unspoken words as her body practically melted into his touch. The sweet tantalizing moan that left her lips was melodic as her hands moved to thread through his hair, nails delicately scratching his scalp as her thighs parted to welcome his hips home between them. the fabric of her gown pooling in the space between them. As his mouth moved to the mark upon her neck the moan that left her was near feral as her body rocked against him, her hands moving down to his trousers to fumble at his belt as she hissed in frustration at his words. "Fuck Patience...." She growled out, Clearly not caring about acting like a 'lady' around her Mate, her hands ripped at his belt and body lurched up to crush her lips to him as she moaned. "I need you inside me....." She moaned out... not commanding nor begging... simply stating the fact. "But if you rip my pretty dress... I will throttle you..." She warned as her teeth pricked his bottom lip, tasting the copper tang of his blood and moaning at the pleasure it brought her. She lifted her hips slightly to yank her skirts up past her hips, Not having the time nor care to remove the gown totally she'd rather be fucked in it anyways.

----

Hela let out a soft groan of discomfort as she was aided to her feet, her hand moving to brace the weight of her stomach as she stood tall and rested her forehead against her Mate's chin with a soft exhale. "I know we wanted about seven children... but this back pain is rough" She let out a soft laugh. Her head lifting as he leaned in to kiss her with far more passion than he had earlier. Her entire body almost relaxing the very instant her wolf relaxed. Once she pulled back and smiled to him she gestured towards the door. "We can take a short nap before dinner if you like.. " She said with a tired smile, Gone were the nights of passion now that she'd entered the final stages of her pregnancy even sex was off the table. "I cannot wait to meet our new Luna.. From what you've told me she sounds like a female worthy of our Alpha. You are second to the Alpha, He will need you at his side to strengthen the pack... if you show her respect others will too... And you know I will do my part in befriending her and ensuring she has someone to confide in" She murmured softly as she took his hand and began to move out of her nursery towards their bedroom where they could rest for a few hours before dinner.

 

[King Of The North]

Perhaps he is unpredictable because he's spent a life time with only half of his soul...

Her words piqued his interest, prompting a perspective he had never before considered. He rarely allowed his wolf to voice its thoughts, let alone contemplate the creature in such terms. Recollections of the first time, as a young boy, when the wolf had spoken its own name, forcing itself to the surface, flooding his mind. ~I...am...Niskus,~ it had hissed, nearly inaudible in the his brain, and the memory sent a shiver down his spine. He had tried to dismiss it, quashing the creature back into the depths of his consciousness. He hadn't even confided in his father about it; his parents had assumed he was a late bloomer, as he had suppressed the emergence of his wolf until years later, when a silent struggle culminated in a clash with another pack member. The suppression had only worsened things, intensifying the feelings he experienced during altercations, akin to the fervor that had gripped him during the confrontation with Reiter.

But she was right—his wolf perpetually teetered on the edge, a forewarning for something that neither of them had ever encountered. Upon meeting her, his wolf's reaction had been desperate and primitive, yearning for her wolf. Ezra was swiftly drawn from his introspection by her moan, feeling her hands in his hair, which helped ground him with a responding groan.

Their bodies moved together in a fervent rhythm, a symphony of desire echoing in the room. He responded with contentment to her provocative comment, a grin playing on his lips. As her hands eagerly worked on his belt, his hips lifted to facilitate the process. The scent of her heat and arousal enveloped him, intensifying his own arousal, causing his member to harden within the confines of his pants.

Her firm instruction not to ruin her dress didn't deter the growing intensity but a sly smirk appeared on his face. A bite to his lip elicited a growl from his wolf, mirroring a low rumble from his chest. Swiftly following her lead, he sat up, hastily undoing his pants as her dress hitched up, both exhibiting a disregard for removing clothing in their urgency. Impatience hung in the air as he didn't bother pushing his pants off entirely. With a quiet grunt, he revealed his hardened cock, his hands traversing her milky thighs, sliding to her knees. In a commanding move, he guided her legs closer to her chest, arching her hips in a primal dance of shared desire.

Ezra maintained a teasing grin as he sensually glided the length of his cock over her folds, savoring the anticipation and resisting the urge to rush, despite it looming over him. The enticing scent urged him on, but he reminded himself and his wolf to slow down, enjoy her, every inch of her as she wasn’t going anywhere. With deliberate slowness, he traced his length against her again, relishing the tantalizing friction.

“You know,” he spoke lowly as he pressed the head of his cock against her opening, he breathed huskily, "Patience is a virtue," teasingly acknowledging the tension between them. Slowly, he started to sink into her, each inch met with the warmth of her enveloping walls. Despite the intention to tease, the mounting desire became undeniable. Relinquishing his hold on her legs, he leaned down to capture her in a heated kiss. His teeth tugged at her lip, a firm bite releasing a taste of copper as his hips thrust into her with a forceful motion. Savoring the moment, he kissed down her jaw, marking her pale skin with dark imprints.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's hands moved up the plane of his abdomen with a soft moan as he moved between her thighs, her warm hands radiating at her thighs as her body trembled with need, She could sense his arousal thick in the air and it only spurred on her own arousal and further diluted her mind with the hormones of her heat. Her legs feel to the side, offering to widen herself for him to make it easier for him to enter her she hadn't expected him to lift her legs up towards her chest, causing the remains of her skirts to fall to her stomach she let out a soft moan as she felt his hot cock tease her already dripping lips.

With each movement of his cock agaisnt her pussy lips her entire body retaliated by rocking into him, her lashes fluttering as her eyes looked up to him with darkened lust. Her mind racing on why he was teasing her!! Why was he going so slow!!! She needed him.. wanted him... it was all so torturous!!! She lifted her hand up to brush her silvery locks away from her face as he continued to tease her. Bending one of her legs so that her foot rested flat against his upper chest while the other one rested so that her ankle was just by his ear. She hadn't realized she was this flexible until he leaned down closer to whisper with such a husky tone as trembled at the sound. She felt the thick head of his cock press against her opening as he teasinly told her patience was a virtue.

She almost wanted to retort with a sassy come back but the feeling of his cock entering her with such brutal slowness caused her back to arch as her nails dug into her own hair as she let out a soft moan. She would never grow tired of feeling her walls stretch around his massive cock. The way the head of his cock pressed against her cervix and the way her walls clenched around him. She realized how different this was for him, To take her in such a slow sensual way made her realize he wanted her to feel the pleasure... that he CARED enough about her to make it more about their bond than just mating. As he released her legs she spread her legs just as his hips pulled back and he slammed into her with such a powerful thrust she hadn't been prepared for. The feral moan that left her was wild and unabashed, Her eyes practically rolling into the back of her head as her lids closed and her arms moved to wrap around his neck just as her legs did the same. Her head falling back to expose her neck to him as his mouth moved down her jaw to her pale throat.

There was a hint of something different in her voice as she moaned... almost as though a part of her was begging for him. Her lips parted as she finally allowed herself to speak her response, Her breaths coming in unision to each of his thrusts as her entire body wrapped around his even tighter, Her breasts bouncing against the low cut fabric of her bodice. "I... Have... Many.... Virtues.... But....mmm... Patience... Is not.... One of... Them!" She gasped out as she moved her hands to his back, her nails raking ribbons against his skin. "I...want.... all of you...!! Please!" She begged. Her voice sounding frantic in her desire as her blue eyes looked up at him with that familiar cloudy haze.

 

[King Of The North]

Her reaction to his teasing had been far more delicious than he expect, her heat making her frustrated and flustered. Ezra had never expect himself to enjoy such an act, having her squirm and rock beneath him like she did. Her back arching deliciously, oh how he could take her like this for hours, he wanted every part of her and the more he bonded to her the easier it was to find himself yearning to be more connected to her, he wanted to draw every second out but he was aware they had a dinner they needed to attend. He enjoyed her pleasure thoroughly, wanting to hear her moan and please the woman under him in every way he could. Which was an odd concept to him, to feel this way, to put her pleasure before his own.

Each moan escaping her lips carried an eager, almost desperate tone, harmonizing with the firm thrust of his movements. A deep groan resonated as he penetrated her, the intimate dance of his cock withdrawing only to plunge back into the embrace of her wet walls, reaching against the depths of her cervix. Her words, spoken through heavy breaths, accompanied each rhythmic thrust, and a contented smile played upon his lips as he listened. His teeth grazed her skin, pulling back to observe her visage contort with pleasure. Her walls tightened around him with an unruly and erotic grip, the intense waves of pleasure coursing through him in a captivating symphony.

Her nails digging into his back and trailing down his skin elicited a growl from him, a remnant of his wolf craving the raw intensity of the encounter, sending tingles over his flesh. A slight grin appeared on his lips at her next words, "I thought you would never beg," he teased. His eyes locked with hers as his thrusts quickened, causing her body to jerk beneath him. Despite the temptation to rip her dress off, he restrained himself, mindful of her earlier words, he didn’t want to deal with the repercussions. Satisfaction bristled within his wolf, relishing the eager moans and pleading sounds she emitted. His cock throbbed in response to each moan that escaped her lips.

His thrusts came to an abrupt halt as a loud knock echoed through her door, annoyance bubbling up in his chest. Swiftly, his hand covered her mouth, a snarl escaping his lips. "Leave," he commanded, the aggression in his tone contrasting with the firm grind of his hips against her. The voice on the other side sounded nervous as it attempted to explain, "Sir, we just... we just wanted to know about the paperwork and-"

Ezra rolled his eyes, dismissing the interruption with impatience. "This can wait," he declared, the hostility in his voice unmistakable. The voice on the other side seemed to grasp the urgency, likely aware of the intimate encounter unfolding behind the door. "Y-yes, sir." He was going to choke the life out of the person who disturbed them when he was done.

Ezra's hand lingered over her mouth as the annoyance subsided, and he resumed his forceful thrusts, hips pressing deeply into her while rolling in sync with hers. His hand only left her mouth after another assertive thrust, allowing her eager whimpers and moans to fill the room once again.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

There were no words that she'd ever be able to use to express the way she was feeling as he thrusted into her. It was as though his body was made specifically to draw out the greatest pleasures just for her. She lacked the ability to think logically as her body submitted to his movements. Her walls clenching down around his cock instinctively as though her body wished for nothing but his seed. And yet something within her wanted to please him just as much as he wished to please her. Perhaps it was the natural instinct within them to provide for one another... perhaps it was the bond of their wolves that they had not understood yet... or perhaps it was their entirely human hearts that yearned for that connection.

She trembled with each sound that came from him as he fucked her without pause, claiming every delicious inch of her pussy as his mouth claimed her flesh and caused goosebumps to rise in a trail of his mouth. The cried that left her were desperate and pleading for release. Her lust clouded eyes looked up at him, memorizing every line in his features that contorted with pleasure. How she loved to watch him pound into her... to see the effect her body had on him just as much as he loved to see how his body effected her. She let herself fall flat once more on the bed so that she could look up at him completely as her thighs squeezed his hips. When he teased her with the mention of her begging she let out a low rumbling growl as she rolled her eyes.

"I...was...being....polite..." Her breathy moans cut short with each thrust he sent into her as he quickened his pace, her breasts bouncing free of the confines of her red gown so now one of her bare nipples was exposed just above the seam of her gown. "Shut up and breed me!" She said with a clear joking smile upon her lips, This tone was far more playful and not anywhere near challenging, simply proof that his words had annoyed her only enough to make her tease him back. Her back arched again as she felt his cock spear against her G-spot, earning a new sound from her she had never made... She practically squeeked in pleasure.

However when the door knocked and his thrusts stopped entirely she made an audible sound of discontent just as his hand moved to her mouth. His snarl causing her entire body to react in all the best ways as her hips rolled into his cock that remained motionless but throbbing inside her quivering pussy. She moaned into his hand, her tongue sliding out of her lips to taste his palm as her eyes rolled shut, savoring the scent and taste of his hand as she moved one of her hands up to delicately hold his wrist. She wasn't even capable of listening to the conversation happening but Ezra's obvious annoyance sparked her to try and ease his tension by moving her hips more.

As his hips rolled back and he began to thrust back into her the moans and screams of pleasure were muffled by his hand as her back arched and her legs tightened around him. She wondered in that moment what other ways she could be taken... they'd already been in so many positions but she truly enjoyed the feeling of his cock within her when he'd bent her over the night stand. As his hand moved from her mouth she let out a gasping moan as her eyes looked up to him. "They... will have... to wait... until... morning... because... I will have you... all night...." She moaned with a playful yet beautiful smile on her lips.

 

[King Of The North]

He relished in the manner she surrendered to pleasure, observing her transformation from a logical and resolute individual, firm and unyielding, into a vulnerable and whimpering state. The satisfaction derived from this captivated him profoundly, fulfilling a craving within, he just couldn’t get enough of her. While he acknowledged previous experiences in intimacy, he never pursued any breeding and refrained from staking a claim on the any omega. Apart of him knew he had to wait, he sensed there was a woman that was meant to be tied to him and when he smelt her heat, Ezra had immediately knew she was the one he needed, well his wolf knew.

Her allure heightened due to the unparalleled pleasure she bestowed upon him. Presently, his craving laid in the pull of an omegas submission during sex—a dynamic readily established with an omega yielding to every desire of an alpha. Yet, Ezra found himself both intrigued and aroused by his mate's resistance to submission and the limited surrender she did grant him.

Adjusting his posture, Ezra reclined, sitting upright and supporting himself on his knees. With a deliberate motion, he drew her hips nearer, smoothly gliding her against the deep blue sheets, ensuring their hips melded seamlessly. Her captivating smile proved infectious, coaxing a smirk from him as he savored the spectacle of her breasts unveiling themselves with each vigorous thrust and roll of his hips. Executing another rhythmic roll, he sought to evoke that distinctive sound from her earlier, the apex of his arousal grinding expertly against her G-spot. Accompanied by a guttural moan, his calloused hands travelled the edges of her dress, tracing a path from her hips to the gentle curve of her body, his fingers applying a subtle pressure, relishing the tactile encounter with her form.

"Well….you….can Inform them...of that," he groaned huskily amidst each thrust. "If I…don't wring his neck…first." The words hummed out, punctuated by forceful movements that elicited a tight grip from her walls, her velvet walls soaked with her arousal. As the familiar wave of climax coursed through him, his body yearned to fulfill the primal urge to spill his seed into her completely. Rational thought dissolved, overridden by an insatiable desire to breed her as his own. The rhythmic sounds of their union echoed in his ears, the pulsating urgency drowning out all else. In the fervor, he craved every manifestation of pleasure, yearning to feel her body convulse in the throes of ecstasy.

“Mmm.” He hummed again with pleasure, his hands gripping her hips quite firmly as his fingers dug into, pumping himself into her with another hard thrust, keeping their hips together as he spilt his seed into her, tilting his head back in pure bliss as he continued to flood her womb, their hips locked together, rolling his hips into her. He would prefer for her to cum first but he was struggling to control parts of himself when he was with her to begin with let alone fucking the beauty.

He slowed his movements into a slow grind, tilting his head back down to look at her, his hand slipping between them as he found her clit between her wet folds, rubbing it in slow tantalizing circles.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

No amount of knowledge from her visions in the past would of ever prepared her for the shear bliss she'd encounter once she was mated. She'd seen their multiple different futures and possible paths they could take but none of them revealed anything like this. Truthfully when it came to pleasure she would of never been prepared for what he made her entire being feel. Deep down to the very fiber of her core his touch scorched her in ways she would of never fathomed. She had only just been a virgin almost twenty four hours ago and now she'd been with him three times... but this time felt far different than the first two. Where she'd been unwilling the first and partially willing the second.. she had been aching and wet for him the very moment he entered her. This initiation had been mutual and for her it felt far more intimate because of that fact.

Her body trembled at the thought of a future she'd have at his side... beneath him... on top of him...In front of him... The thought caused her entire body to tighten around him as a moan danced from her lips. As his posture changed and his hands moved her hips she drew in a gaspy breath as he tugged her across the bed sheets into his cock, her legs spreading more to accomidate his hips simply on instinct as her hands moved to rest upon the space between his belly button and pelvis. In doing so she caused her boucing breasts to pillow together, still bouncing with each thrust he sent into her. She felt her cheeks turn redder as he cave her that wicked smirk just as he arched his hips just in the right angle to rub against her G-spot again, earning a jolt from her body as she squeeked out another moan, her face contorting in a pleasured moan as her nose scrunched up and her eyes squeezed shut. "Oh Goddess!" She exclaimed as her hands moved to his hips, seeking to pull him in tighter to her as she lifted herself up slightly so they could be even closer, not caring about the strain on her back as her hands pulled his hips into her. She let her head fall back so she could crane her beautiful neck back to look up at him as he spoke of wringing the poor male's neck for the intrusion. She felt her own lips lift with a smile before his powerful thrusts took it away as she cried out in pleasure again.

She fell back onto the bed once more as his movements began to speed up with the urgency of his climax. The sounds of his cock diving into her wet passage mixed with the sounds of his flesh smacking against hers was drowned out by the beautiful cries of pleasure that left her as her body writhed beneath him. "Y-yes! Yes!! Fuck!" She screamed out, not caring if anyone within the corridor could hear them mating. She didn't care if his mother knew what was going on... this was natural for their kind and she'd be damned if anyone shamed them for their natural instinct to strengthen their legacy. As he slammed into her one final time she felt the hot flow of his seed burst within her again and again, his cock twitching with each spurt as her walls constricted and milked him. She moaned as his movements continued through his pleasure, trying to build up her own climax as his finger began to strum her clit her legs tightened around his hips and her back arched as she let out a cry of pleasure.

"I-i'm going to--!" She gasped out as her hands slammed down onto the sheets to dig her nails into the fabric as her walls convulsed and the beautiful silver haired she-wolf came undone completely. Her back arching as her neck bowed, exposing her delicate neck to him again as she gasped. Her juices mixing with his as her thighs trembled and her breath caught in her throat. Achieving the first heartstopping orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life. Leaving her mind numb and body shaking beneath him as her entire body jerked beneath him. She collapsed once more, her hands moving to wipe the sweat from her forehead and get her silvery hair from her face as she looked up to him and awe struck eyes. "Kiss me...so I know I am not dead..." She whispered with a faint giggle at the end "For a fear my heart might of stopped" She said as she bit her bottom lip.

How much she wished they had no obligations so that they could simply lay with one another... to talk... to touch... to just... be... so that she could get to know the Male she was to spend the rest of her life with on a more personal level than merely intimate.

 

[King Of The North]

Her cries increased in intensity and echoed around the room, undoubtedly loud and if anyone was in the wing of this side of the manor they would surely hear her screams of pleasure. He let out a groan as her body tightened around him and her back arched, her words announcing her climax sending waves of pleasure through him, his cock continuing to throb with in her. Her walls milked his cock with her climax, his thumb still strumming at her swollen aroused clit. Her body jerked and shook beneath him, his wolf growling with approval as she exposed her neck to him, her act of subtle submission was far more valued and appreciated then any act given to him before, nothing compared to the vulnerability.

Observing her words, a playful smile danced on his lips, and he descended, initiating a fervent and intense kiss. Their tongues entwined in a dance, savoring the unique taste of her. His hips maintained a gentle soft rhythm, responding to the rhythmic contractions of her walls. After breaking the kiss, he nuzzled into her neck, planting a tender kiss against her jugular, a hum of satisfaction escaping him. The desire to linger enveloped him; mirroring her own wants , he yearned to remain in this intimate sanctuary, distant from the encumbrance of responsibilities and obligations.

An irritated groan escaped him against her skin, "Damn it...I don't want to leave," he softly mumbled, planting another kiss on her skin before meeting her gaze. He lightly kissed her lips with a small peck, gradually withdrawing from her. The slick sound accompanied his departure, and he shuddered as their bodies separated. With a sly grin, he glanced appreciatively at her exposed form – dress lifted, breasts bared, cheeks flushed, and his seed lingering between her folds.

"I'll have the servants prepare a bath after dinner," he stated, a vulnerable undertone present in his words. As simple as it seemed, he reminded himself to frame it as a question rather than a demand. "I'd like you to join me... if you want."

Glancing at the clock that hung on the wall, he released a sigh, his eyes rolling in response. Dinner was meant to be underway, and his tardiness would likely irk his mother. Assisting her to her feet, he attentively examined her, rectifying any disarray that lingered from their previous fervor. The transition from a passionate, untamed she-wolf to the poised elegance she perennially exuded was a testament to her innate grace.

Once their appearances were restored, he guided them through the labyrinthine corridors, descending the stairs with deliberate composure. Slowing his pace as they approached the dining hall, he offered a wry smirk. "Ignore my mother for the most part. We're fashionably late, so her annoyance is almost guaranteed." His amusement lingered, the aftermath of their recent intimate encounter still casting a euphoric haze over his thoughts.

The dining room exuded grandeur, a reflection of the opulence that permeated the entire house. The aspen table sprawled elegantly, and the enticing aroma of food wafted through the air. All occupants were present, barring Irina, a not uncommon absence. Tilly greeted them with a sweet smile, while Eskel, seated beside Hela, offered a knowing smirk. Vera, on the other hand, wore a more stern countenance as she cradled a glass of wine.

"So happy for you to join us," Vera remarked, her acute senses detecting the lingering traces of their prior activities. "Glad it was for such important endeavours. I do say, you must have picked up quite an appetite." Her scrutinizing gaze focused on Deiya. Interestingly, Ezra's mother occupied the head of the table, and with a swift gesture, he pulled out a chair for Deiya, taking his place on the right side of his mother, with Deiya to his right as well. Ezra, sporting a sickly, almost taunting smile.

"Hey, we beat Irina here, mother, so I think I'm doing well," he murmured softly, pressing a kiss to her hand. Vera chuckled in response, "Stop sucking up, boy," she playfully swatted his arm, then signaled for the servants to pour him a drink, a glass of bourbon placed before him. Vera's expression held a slight pursing of lips as the meal preparations unfolded and she stared at Deiya, “Would you like something to drink?” She questioned the young woman, her eyes trained on her intensely.

Tilly, exuding excitement, extended her hand across the table, "A pleasure to finally meet you; I'm Tilly." The young omega radiated enthusiasm, beaming and almost jittery with curiosity. Tilly's giggle escaped, "Mama was worried you wouldn't be pretty." Vera shot her daughter a harsh look, prompting the omega to immediately lower her gaze. Eskel emitted a gruff laugh while swirling his own drink, glancing at Hela with an amused look spread upon his lips. Normally, the table would be filled with extended family, but tonight Vera had chosen to keep it exclusive to the closest members.

As the majority of the food graced the table, plates were meticulously arranged by the attentive servants. Just in time, Irina stumbled in, a smudge of dirt on her cheeks, grinning unapologetically at her belated entrance. Vera emitted a growl, "You're late, pup," her earlier warmth towards Ezra conspicuously absent. Irina, unfazed, responded with a dramatic bow, "I always gotta make a dramatic entrance, Ma."

Ezra reclined in his chair, a smirk playing on his own lips as he observed the exchange. His hand subtly slid under the table, resting on Deiya's thigh with a reassuring squeeze. Tilly let out a slight huff, "You know if I came in that late, I'd be whipped," prompting Irina to stick out her tongue and retort, "Shut up, Bubbles," using the youngest nickname. Vera rubbed her temple before clasping her hands together.

“Enough, eat, all of you, or I will eat this all myself.” She smiled brightly and Irina made her seat next to Deiya, immediately shovelling a spoonful of food into her mouth before giving the silver haired girl a surprised look. "Oh shit, HI!" Ezra rolled his eyes. “That’s not how you speak to your Luna Irina.” She rolled her eyes back and waved him off.

“Oh hush Ezie I’m excited, I had almost forgot. My name is Irina.” Without hesitation she leaned over and gave Deiya a hug, “He’s a grump.” She whispered in her ear before pulling away.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's eyes seemed clearer as he leaned in to press his lips against hers to her request. Her shaky hands moved to cradle his face as she returned the passion of his kiss. Her body still yearning for his touch as he still slowly moved within her, earning a sweet moan against his lips from her. As he nuzzled into her neck and delicately kissed her jugular her throat unjulated as she swallowed the moan that left her lips. Her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the closeness of him against her.

His annoyance matching her own as he spoke his reluctance to leave she smiled softly and nodded her head, savoring the taste of him as he kissed her gently once more and pulled out of her completely, Leaving her cold and empty once more as he moved to stand and held out his hand to help her up she took the hand and allowed him to assist her in fixing her gown. She nodded her head at the mention of having a bath. Her lips twitching at the request for her to join him in the bath. "I would enjoy that very much," She murmured softly as she fixed her tangled silvery hair with a brush from her luggage that had been brought in.

Once her hair was braided back from her face and up off her neck so that the mark on her neck was clearly visible for those she was about to dine with she turned to him and began to fuss with his tunic to ensure it was wrinkle free and perfect. Her hands gentle and soft as they rested upon his chest above his heart. While they were alone she looked up at him with a beautiful smile. "I am content... I wish for you to know that...." She murmured reassuringly. Wanting him to know that even though they'd been through alot in the past twenty four hours she was glad she was here with him.

Once he guided her to the door she looped her arm with his and walked beside him with a regal grace. Her lips twitching with a smile as he told her to ignore his mother she let out a soft chuckle and shook her head, gently resting her hand on his chest. "You and your mother are very similiar in ways ive noticed... If I won you over im certain someday I might win her over too" She said reassuringly as they approached the grand hall where dinner was to be held. Her stride stumbling slightly in shock at just how beautiful the room was. "Surely I am a princess..." She whispered with a faint giggle.

Deiya's ice blue eyes zero'd in on Vera first as the Elder female sat at the head of the table as though she were queen, The wolf within her bristled at the woman's eyes as they seemed to scrutinize her entire existance. Deiya kept her head high and refused to dip her head in submission to the woman as she spoke to them. As Ezra pulled out her seat, Deiya moved the train of her red gown so that she would not cause others to trip over it and sat down with grace. At the mention of their obvious mating efforts Deiya's devious smile practically gave away just how much of an appetite she'd truly worked up. "Hm Well considering I've not had a solid meal in over Twenty four hours... I believe at this point I could eat each and everyone of you under the table" She said playfully as her eyes flickered with amusement. "I'll have some red wine, Thank you Vera" She spoke firmly before she turned towards Tilly first as the beautiful brunette introduced herself. Deiya's eyes softened as she reached across the table to shake tilly's hand, her hand strong and firm in the gesture as she spoke with such easy confidence.

"Its a pleasure to meet you Tilly, Ive not been told much of you but from what I heard upon entering from your mother you work with medicine?" She inquired with a soft smile on her lips. At the mention of their mother worrying she'd not be pretty, The silver haired Luna completely lost it. The beautiful laugh that left her lips was a bubble of music as her dimple showed and she quickly covered her lips. "Well... As I still have my head.. Is it safe to assume that your brother has found my face to be somewhat pretty?" She said with a soft giggle as she turned her eyes to her Mate and gently nudged him. "In truth.. I feared he might of been unsightly too" She lied as she looked to them all and smirked. "Thank the Goddess he has your mother's genetics to thank for that" She said with obvious adoration to the male she sat beside as her hand moved to rest ontop of his.

Hela let out a tiny giggle as the heavily pregnant She-wolf rubbed her stomach and smiled to her new luna. When Deiya's eyes found Hela's the red heads eyes quickly averted in submission. Deiya smiled softly. "You must be Eskel's Mate. Congradulations on your babe.. When are you do?" She asked gently, Clearly showing that she was not afraid to start up a conversation, she was far more radiant and lively now than she had been twenty four hours ago.

Hela's eyes widened as she kept her eyes downcast from Deiya. "I am Hela, Luna. Thank you so much, Our babe is due come winter in about two months" Hela said sweetly as she rubbed her stomach and leaned into Eskel for support. "It took many tries but this is our little Miracle" Hela spoke softly as she lifted her dark blue eyes towards Deiya and smiled shyly.

"You will both be amazing parents" She didn't need Foresight to know that to be true. She could simply tell by how doting the couple was towards one another and it made her squeeze Ezra's hand again as she miled and looked towards him. And then as Irina came in Deiya's blue eyes watched the younger She-wolf with interest, noticing how her mother reacted to her, she could tell Vera was alot harder on her girls than she was towards Ezra, it made her wonder if Vera even wanted girls. When she listened to the Back and forth between the siblings and the nickname 'Bubbles' Deiya smirked and simply remained silent as she waited for Irina to notice her.

The 'oh shit hi' However... was NOT what Deiya was expecting. Her wolf didn't even seem annoyed by the pup's disrespect, infact her wolf seemed amused. Another beautiful laugh left her lips as she embraced Irina. When she whispered in her ear Deiya smirked and whispered back 'No shit. Found that one out last night' She chuckled softly as she shifted back in her chair and then looked back towards Vera. "Thank you for hosting such a wonderful dinner, Vera I truly appreciate the work it took for all this" She spoke with genuine appreciation as she moved to pick up her goblet of wine and took a delicate sip of it. She knew it was far too early for her to be pregnant and a glass or two wouldn't do her any harm. Lycan burned off alchohol very quickly anyways

 

[King Of The North]

Vera observed her closely, her gaze rarely leaving her son's companion as she engaged in conversation with Tilly, who seemed overly enthusiastic for her mother's liking. The omega wolf could discern her mother's displeasure and quietly dialed back her excitement, casting her gaze downward. However, she maintained a smile while playing with the food on her plate. "I do! I'm relatively new—only finished my apprenticeship a year ago," she shared, answering Deiya’s question.

Ezra couldn't suppress a chuckle as Deiya emphasized that she didn’t loose her head. "Just as charming as my sisters," he remarked with a charming smile directed at Tilly before turning his attention back to Deiya. He felt a sense of relief that she was able to effortlessly integrate into his family and handle his mother's scrutinizing gaze. It was Vera's turn to release a laugh, amusement at Deiya's compliment. "You can't flatter an old woman, Deiya," she said teasingly.

Eskel remained silent, a man of few words particularly in large gatherings, akin to his alpha. However, a small smile touched his lips as Hela's gentle laughter bubbled forth. He was pleased with his wife's deference to the Luna as she lowered her gaze, excelling far more in that regard than Vera. With adoration in his eyes, he observed the lovely redhead and grinned at the mention of their child. His hand tenderly caressed her lower back, though he couldn't help but be surprised and intrigued by the fact that Deiya had addressed Hela before addressing him. This departure from tradition was not lost on him, but he sensed that the new Luna was not one to adhere to customs, evident from her earlier requests. Vera, too, noticed this, her lips tightening slightly as she restrained herself, allowing Hela to revel in her excitement.

"Indeed, that's the hope. Hela will manage just fine, but as for me? Babies are so delicate and fragile, it's like trying to balance a vase on your head," Eskel remarked, sharing his concerns lightheartedly. Ezra chuckled at his analogy and swallowed his food before chiming in, "If you drop the vase, it will shatter, but if you drop the baby, it'll just kind of bounce." His demeanor became more lighthearted as the moments passed among his close family. Eskel smirked and nodded, adding, "Well, there's only one way to find out."

Observing the exchange, Vera interjected with a playful rebuke, "You two are dreadful," she said, shaking her head with a slight smile, "There will be no dropping of children. You two are brutes."

Irina's sly smile widened as the Luna bantered back, relieved that she wasn't entirely focused on being a killjoy like her brother. "Well, hopefully you can loosen him up," Irina commented, her attention fixed on sizing up Deiya, not in a confrontational manner, but rather in an attempt to comprehend the new she-wolf beside her. Her gaze lingered on the mark on Deiya's neck, and she restrained herself from asking her brother about it, noting his lack of claim. Suppressing her curiosity, she observed Deiya's expression of gratitude to her mother, a hint of amusement playing across her features.

Ezra found himself drawn to observing Deiya, finding it difficult to redirect his attention from her on several occasions. She continued to surprise and enthrall him with her demeanor, possessing a similar nonchalant air to Irina, albeit with more grace. Her warm hand that rested on his own ignited a light playfulness as it gradually slid higher up her dress, prompting a subtle squeeze of her thigh.

Vera took a leisurely sip of her drink and smiled at Deiya, maintaining eye contact. "I wanted you all to be happy and satisfied. It's been quite a strain on everyone. It's the least I could do for my alpha and his mate," she conveyed deliberately, choosing to address Deiya as a mate rather than a Luna. As the servants caught her attention, she promptly clasped her hands together, signaling for them to clear away the leftover dishes once the group had finished their meal. Turning to Ezra, she continued, "Tomorrow, when you're at the council, Deiya should join me and the girls in the smoke lodge."

Ezra felt a subtle tension in his shoulders and cleared his throat, his gaze warily shifting toward Deiya. "She will be accompanying me," he stated firmly. Vera clicked her tongue disapprovingly, her gaze flicking between Deiya and Ezra. "Is that wise? Bringing a she-wolf to the council, among your elders?" she queried, her tone edged with a hint of chastisement. Irina couldn't help but lean back with a smirk, observing the interaction with amusement.

Ezra released a heavy sigh. "It will be fine. It's not as if she's going to talk over them," he grumbled the last bit lightly, eliciting a disapproving click of Vera's neat nails on the table. Undeterred, he continued, "She needs to familiarize herself with this pack. The council provides the perfect opportunity." The tension around the table grew palpable in the wake of his words, prompting Vera to swiftly finish the remainder of her wine. "It will not be a regular occurrence," she asserted, her manner firm. In response, Ezra calmly gestured for his glass to be refilled, locking eyes with Vera. "It. Will be. What it. Will be," he stated firmly, his voice carrying a note of stern resolve, ending the conversation. The two maintained their intense gaze for several moments, the silence punctuated only by the faint clicking of Vera's nail against the glass before she averted her gaze.

Ezra tried to diffuse the tension with a warm smile, “I for one am sleeping in tomorrow I don’t care who wants me in the morning.”

 

[Emmi-Mae]

The attention from Vera did not go unnoticed by Deiya as she conversed with Tilly, In fact a part of her disliked how Vera seemed to extinguish the light in which Tilly naturally possessed. She knew appeasing Vera would be near difficult with the Elder female especially with her clearly holding her age and experience over her children. She found it odd that the female had so much power without even holding any Alpha essence within her. Vera would be a hard woman to get approval of, especially when the time came for Deiya to assert her own dominance over the female. Which Deiya knew would be sooner rather than later with the blatent disregard for status and respect of her own son and his choices. She had to keep her wolf under check to not ruin the night by putting Vera in her place. That would come at a later time.

Her attention turned back to Tilly as the beautiful brunette spoke of her apprenticeship. Deiya smiled and nodded her head. "I've been learning medicinal botony and herbalism since I was six, I was also taught by the healers of my pack many things. Ive many journals and books I brought with me on the matter if you'd like I will have them sent to your room so that you can see if any of those books may teach you something new if your library doesnt already have them" Deiya spoke with a gentle grace as she kept her head high, Asserting that she WOULD send Tilly the books regardless of Vera's opinion. "Does the pack have many healers?" She asked, It was something very important for her to know. She knew her birth pack was well revered for their medicinal knowledge however physicians and healers were rarer in other packs as Lycan were not typically prone to common colds or flus and they healed far faster than other races, but things such a births and disease still needed the care of well trained healers. The wasting sickness was one of the main killers of their kind. It claimed the young and vibrant just as easily as it claimed the old and tired. It was known to take healthy lycan in only a few days and there was no known cure for it.

Deiya smiled softly at Ezra's remark on charm she let out another beautiful laugh as she shook her head. "Who was charming whom? Certainly it was I charming you" She said playfully as she lightly bumped his shoulder with hers. When Vera laughed Deiya felt her nerves relax abit as she smiled to the woman as she spoke. "I would hardly classify you as an old Woman, Vera" She said dismissively before smiling "Besides, Your experience and wisedom certainly are cherished and make you far more Timeless than you believe. I hope to one day find myself in your shoes surrounded by my own children" She said truthfully as she looked around the table. "I lost my only sibling when he was only three to Emeraldtide, so the table at my birth pack was rather small, You are all truly lucky to have such a wonderful bond with eachother" She said with a sweet but saddened smile upon her lips.

Her attention turned to Eskel as the male spoke and she tilted her head to the side at his mention of Vases. A short bubble of laughter escaping her lips at Ezra's words earning a playful smack to his arm before she looked between the two of them. Agreeing with Vera's words as her own eyes narrowed on her mate. "You know a mother grows to love her children more than her mate, right?" She said playfully, Her cheeks reddening at the mention of LOVING her mate. She wasn't quite there yet but the implication made her face turn slightly red as she turned her head away from him towards Irina. She smiled to the beautiful woman, Finding similarities in both sisters but where Tilly was soft and classically beautiful she found Irina's face more bold and striking. "So what sort of troubles were you getting yourself into, Irina?" She asked as she gestured to the smudged dirt on her cheek.

Her head swiveling to Ezra as she felt his hand move up the curve of her inner thigh beneath the table she smirked slightly to herself as her hand gripped his and delicately squeezed it in return, giving him assurance that she was alright and enjoying herself. Her attention turning back to Vera as she spoke of wishing to make everyone happy. She caught the slight the moment it left Vera's lips when she refused to call her luna. Deiya's hand tightened on Ezra's as she felt her wolf pace within her and a low rumble formed in her chest, quiet enough that only Ezra and Irina might of heard it, She remained silent however. It was pointless to assert herself.. she'd only make herself look insecure and childish while Vera sat there at the head of the table and she herself sat two chairs away from it. Vera might of been a calculating intelligent old woman, But Deiya was also an intelligent calculating female whose blood called for obedience.

The hairs on the back of her neck rose as she scooped some meat into her mouth and listened to Vera propose she join her tomorrow during the council meeting. She was ready to stand up for herself but as Ezra spoke she slowly set down her plate, Somewhat thankful that he was defending her against his mother but also some what irritated that he'd not given her the opportunity to speak. It took all the will in the world to keep her mouth shut as the two spoke as if she were not even there. Slowly she let go of his hand from under the table to braid her hands together and rest them on the edge of the table. Her icy eyes peering into Vera's very soul as the too stared off. Finding herself stiffening when vera said 'it will not be a regular occurrence' The very demand of it caused her wolf to snarl within her, She was certain that those closest to her could feel the tension in her body as it radiated from her.

When Vera finally averted her gaze she felt some of the tension leave her but she was still angered by the woman's attempt for control, even as Ezra tried to break the tension with a joke of sleeping in, Deiya spoke. The very power in her voice was strong enough that it caused Hela to tremble in natural submission from across the table. "Our Elders" she corrected as she stared down Vera. "When I mated with Ezra, I became his.... and in turn He became mine...The pack is just as much a part of me as it is a part of you, Vera...As you were once its Luna when your mate chose you....But you are no longer its luna... you have not been its Luna since Ezra stepped into the role of Alpha... Den Mother is an honorable role and your experience with being Luna will be needed... But do NOT presume to give me orders on where I should and should not be through 'mentoring' your son on how HE should be as an Alpha, He is far more capable than you realize" She said with a stern voice as she rose from her chair so that she was looking down upon the Female. She knew her words would cause tension but she would stand up for both herself and her mate when it came to Vera's unsolicited advice.

Her words were strategic in her undressing of Vera for it was true, It was Ezra's father's bloodline that kept their legacy going, Vera would of either been from another pack or an omega within the pack with no power. She was once in Deiya's shoes as a newcomer to the pack as Luna... but the only difference being that Deiya was Alpha blooded. Where Vera had the ability of persuasion through tactic, Only an Alpha blooded had the ability to persuade through the tone of voice in which their alpha power came from. Any Alpha male could easily radiate the alpha power to make those around them submit without even uttering a word. Deiya was no different. But she remained strategic so that her dominance didn't challenge that of her mate, her hand gently resting on his shoulder to assure him she would not challenge him but that they were one and she would stand up for him against anyone, even his own mother.

She sensed the tension and quickly turned to the others at the table, She refused to apologize to them for her behavior however she wondered how they'd react to her obvious show of alpha power and pride. "Although... The smoke house does sound inviting.. so AFTER we are done with the council meeting I WILL join you all to relax" She stated with a sly smirk as she sat down once more beside Ezra, her hand moving to rest on his leg under the table, He's sense her hand trembling with the simmering annoyance and rage within her but outwardly she exuded confidence and a regal pride as she kept her chin raised. Her head turning to him as she leaned in to whisper into his ear so no one heard but him. "I could not stand letting her question you, I would apologize... but I am not sorry for doing it" She said as she pulled back to look into his eyes, there was a burning fire within them as she rested her forehead to his temple, finding his touch to ease her tensions.

 

[King Of The North]

In a state of palpable enthusiasm, Tilly sat poised, her eagerness radiating through her every movement. "Oh, books would be a delight, Luna. Thank you," she expressed graciously, all the while navigating the delicate territory of the aging healers, notably Valka, whose entrenched traditionalism posed a challenge. Sensing Irina's daunting gaze, Tilly strategically attempted to disrupt her sister's focus, discreetly nudging her under the table. A swift kick and a subtle glare ensued, prompting a quiet grunt and a stealthy shin rub from Irina in response.

The mere mention of Emeraldtide commanded their undivided attention; Ezra, intrigued yet cautious, raised an inquisitive eyebrow but refrained from probing into such a sensitive narrative within the company of others. Irina, breaking the silence, vented her disdain, "Dirty bastards," before proceeding to inquire, "How did you manage not to feel bored?" Her siblings had long been her primary source of amusement in life. Reflecting on family history, Tilly disclosed, "Our circle was once more extensive, but losses have depleted it. Our eldest sister passed away in childbirth, while an unfortunate fire claimed the lives of our uncle and cousins a few years back." She shrugged nonchalantly, adding, "Typically, we dine with numerous wolf kin, distant cousins, although Mother preferred a more intimate gathering this time. It tends to be overwhelming. Just wait until you meet Dag at the upcoming feast," she teased with a mischievous grin.

Ezra maintained a vigilant focus on his sister's words, yet his gaze inevitably shifted to their mother, whose composure belied an inner struggle to contain Deiya's potent alpha essence; her wolf appeared unsettled. Swiftly diverting his attention, Ezra subtly acknowledged Deiya's mention of love, relishing the gentle blush that tinted her features. "Alright, alright, no bouncing babies," he quipped in a playful tone, eliciting a chuckle from Eskel.

Irina found herself caught off guard by the Luna inquiry, emitting a snicker in response. "Everything I shouldn’t be doing," she muttered softly, hinting at a hidden story. "Perhaps I'll divulge it someday when I trust you won't spill the beans to that grumpy fellow over there," she gestured teasingly toward her brother before releasing a sigh. "He's quite the stickler, you know. I'm not sure how he's been with you, but he's rather strict, especially concerning us… she-wolves," she remarked, motioning between herself and Tilly.

As tension mounted, the subtle growl escaping Deiya didn't evade the acute senses of both Irina and Ezra. Ezra found himself grappling with the appropriate course of action, aware that he could assert his authority over both of them, yet uncertain of Deiya's response to such an intervention. His wolf bristled, disliking the discord among the she-wolves. A faint rumble reverberated from within Ezra's chest as Deiya spoke, leaving both him and his wolf on edge. Tilly, averting her gaze, involuntarily recoiled, while Irina observed the encounter with evident amusement.

Vera, preoccupied with her glass, signaled for a refill as Deiya addressed her. Without lifting her eyes, Vera took a sip of wine, a low growl escaping her lips as she struggled to maintain her silence, her own wolf feeling the weight of Deiya's dominance. The tension caused Ezra's wolf to pace restlessly, grappling with the uncertainty of how to navigate the situation, particularly as his gaze settled on his mother. He harbored a deep affection for her, rarely asserting his alpha powers or imposing dominance upon her—an aspect likely contributing to the current predicament they found themselves in.

Irina adeptly concealed her subtle smirk, idly toying with the glass before her, while Tilly remained in a subdued state. Across the room, Eskel observed Ezra, their gazes meeting momentarily before Eskel's attention shifted to Vera, who maintained an unsettling silence, occasionally sipping from her glass. Ezra's wolf bristled initially but found a measure of solace in the touch of Deiya's hand; her display of dominance was calculated, carefully directed.

As Deiya whispered, Ezra's fingers drummed lightly next to the glass, acknowledging her words with a nod. The situation perplexed him, grappling with the dynamics of two alphas coexisting in the same space, especially one being a she-wolf. Uncertain about how to navigate this unfamiliar territory, he gently touched her trembling hand on his leg, offering a tender, reassuring gesture, understanding the rage she felt.

Ezra kept his gaze fixed on his mother, sensing the brewing storm within her wolf as her anger simmered beneath an eerie silence. Her eyes carried a subtle, ominous glimmer as they remained fixed on the glass before her. Abruptly, Vera rose, the chair scraping against the floor as she drained her drink and hurled the glass into the fire, the shards crackling as they shattered. Her gaze locked onto Ezra, triggering a growl from his wolf as she pointed accusatorily, an echoing growl resonating from his chest. Despite Vera's tense posture and her wolf's whimper, she remained resolute.

"She's been here a mere day, and you're already allowing her to alter our traditions and dominate you. Your father is rolling six feet deep I can tell you that," she seethed, her words cutting through the air. With swift strides, she made for the exit of the dining hall, pausing at the archway, her head tilted slightly. "And you, my Luna, you are correct, I once held your position, but I damn well knew my place," she growled before vanishing into the darkness of the hallway.

Irina's drink caught in her throat while Eskel swiftly finished his own, breaking the tension with a burst of exclamation. "WOOO! That was quite the spectacle," Irina remarked, visibly energized. Tilly, however, responded with a glare. "That wasn't entertaining, Irina," she retorted. Her sister scoffed in disagreement. "Oh, it was quite the show. Mama rarely faces challenges, especially since dad passed. And Ezie just lets her have her way with everything," she added, shooting Ezra a pointed look. Ezra rubbed his chin, emitting a slight groan.

Addressing Eskel and Hela, Ezra apologized, "Sorry for the tension, but... you're familiar with Vera." Eskel chuckled softly before responding, "Honestly, I half-expected her to unleash her wolf, so I'd say we're doing alright."

Irina rolled her eyes, commenting, "Oh, she's far too prim and proper to break that rule, Eskel." She turned to Deiya, expressing her approval, "Calling her 'den mother' was a stroke of genius. She'd have outright slapped me if I dared, but damn, I'm tempted to kiss you for that." Tilly, observing her sister's exuberance, rolled her eyes, feeling markedly more reserved. "I dislike conflict," she mumbled hesitantly. Tilly tended towards submission and docility, Irina still being submissive harboured a more out going personality.

"Ezie, this is what happens when you're a mama's boy," Irina teased, earning a slight glare from Ezra who sighed heavily once again. "I know, I know. I'll have to assert my authority at some point," he conceded, acknowledging the need to address his mother's behavior. Eskel observed Ezra with curiosity but remained silent, while Irina continued to focus her attention on Deiya.

"I want you to join me for some drinks," Irina directed at Deiya. Ezra leaned in, shaking his head at her. "Not tonight. You'll have your time with her tomorrow," he asserted firmly. Irina pouted, but Ezra had no intention of allowing anyone else to monopolize his mate's attention tonight, determined to claim it for himself.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya smiled at Tilly's enthusiasm for the books of medical knowledge. She knew she'd grow to love both of Ezra's sisters in very quick time. "Ive never had sisters so I was happy to know Ezra had sisters when he told me" She murmured and when Irina asked her how she wasn't bored, Deiya smiled softly. "I had alot of chores and lessons to learn... I rarely had time to play when i was a child" She listened as Tilly told her about their older sister's death and Deiya squeezed Ezra's hand under the table "Im sorry for you losses, It seems we all experience loss no matter where we come from" Her brow raised at the mention of a person by the name of Dag and she turned her eyes to Ezra, Determined to find out about this dag from him someday.

Her attention turned back to Irina as she spoke of some day telling her what she was getting herself into once she trusted her not to tell Ezra. Deiya let out a soft laugh as she gently rested her free hand on Irina's forearm "That day may not come then because I have a feeling Ezra and I will be unable to keep secrets from eachother" she laughed before releasing Irina's arm, giving the bold She-wolf a playful wink before turning her attention back towards Vera.

After her assertion on Vera, Deiya was glad that Ezra hadn't repremanded her infront of his family although she heard his growls of warning during her speach to Vera She was thankful he respected her enough to allow her to speak rather than siding with his mother. She had not wished to drive a wedge between a mother and her son but it needed to be clear that she was not an omega in any means of the word. When Vera stood up and launched her glass into the fire Deiya's growl echoed Ezra's purely on instinct when her glare turned on him. How dare she invoke their dead father's memory to try and hurt him. Deiya narrowed her eyes on the female as she left but remained sitting beside Ezra. She and Vera were nothing alike... While Vera's place was to submit as a female to all even as luna.. Deiya's place was to be at Ezra's side, to back him in moments such as this... To guard his back when he was weakest... her fingers threading through his as she turned to look at him with truly apologetic eyes, not sorry for what she said to Vera but for making things awkward by doing it in the first place.

She turned her attention to the others and shook her head at Irina as she praised her for calling her 'den mother' However her attention slipped to Tilly, Observing the way she still averted her gaze in submission towards her, Her eyes shifted to Hela who was also keeping her eyes down. It filled Deiya with a sense of disappointment in herself that she'd used her ability to trigger such a reaction from two woman she wished to befriend, she was glad that Irina wasn't bothered by it but still she needed to say something. "Tilly and Hela" She said with a gentleness as her alpha essence retreated back within herself. "I do not apologize for what I said to Vera because the woman needed to hear it... But I do apologize for putting you into a situation where you felt uncomfortable, I do not wish to be a Luna that is submitted to simply because they fear her and their alpha... I wish to be a Luna that is submitted to because she is worthy of it, atleast to other females. So I am very sorry for how my presence effected you just now.. I will strive to be more thoughtful towards both of you" She said honestly as she turned towards Irina and smiled. "I am also sorry to you as well Irina," she said softly, knowing the female wouldn't have cared simply by her demeanor. She turned her eyes towards Eskel and gave him a simple nod. "I am also sorry, Eskel that you had to witness this when we should of been enjoying dinner" She said before she turned her eyes towards Ezra and went up on her tip toes to gently kiss his lips. "And I am sorry to you, Ezra for possibly ruining our first feast together and making your mother hate me" She said with a faint sigh against his lips before she pulled back and clapped her hands once. "Let us put this awkwardness behind us, Shall we?" She said with a faint chuckle as she looked towards Irina as the She-wolf inquired about spending more time with her to drink more.

When Ezra stepped in, Deiya was thankful as she nodded in agreement to his words. She wanted nothing more than to retreat to their room so that she could be alone with him for the rest of the night so that they could talk and get to know one another better. Hela raised her head, feeling abit better now that the tension had eased she smiled towards Deiya once more. "It was truly a pleasure to meet you, My Luna. I wish I could stay up longer but the wee one is kicking very hard and making me very tired so if its alright for us to be excused for the night?" Hela's sweet voice asked as her eyes turned towards Ezra for approval. Once she was dismissed she allowed Eskel to help her to her feet. Deiya smiled softly as she moved to stand and walked around the table. "I hope you get plenty of rest, Hela It was very nice meeting you" Deiya spoke as she moved to hug the pregnant She-wolf.

The moment her hand brushed against the bare flesh of Hela's shoulder both Female's let out a shocked gasp at the jolt of static that buzzed through the contact. "Oh goodness, That static. So sorry about that, My luna" Hela said dismissively as she stepped back from Deiya who seemed entirely too still, her face bleached of color as her eyes stared at Hela. "are you alright, Luna?" Hela asked with concern as she placed her hand upon her stomach. The breath exhaled from Deiya's lip in a rush as her body relaxed once more and she shook her head in dismissal as the color returned to her face and she gave Hela a sweet smile. "Sorry, That static shock surprised me is all! So sorry it must of been me, Sleep well Hela!" Deiya said breathlessly as she kept her back to Ezra and Irina and simply smiled as she watched Hela and Eskel leave.

It couldn't be... It had been so very long since she'd had one of those types of visions... the last one she'd had was when her brother had been killed. She'd touched his skin and had seen his death before it happened... but then she'd been unable to stop it. And now the Goddess was telling her Hela and her unborn babe were in grave danger. She'd seen through Hela's eyes the entire scene... there had been so much blood and the howling snow storm outside had muffled the sounds of her erratic heart beat but not the screams of pain that errupted through Hela's throat. She'd seen herself at Hela's side, her own belly growing with signs of life within. 'My baby! save my baby!' The vision Hela had pleaded with her. But she was not able to save either of them......She'd been alone with Hela in a small cabin she did not recognize....The image flashed from a destraught Eskel grieving the loss of both his mate and child.... to a burial site with each of their names carved into stone....and then it was over....

Deiya turned towards Ezra, Her features masked with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Her features still paler than usual as she glanced towards the door and then she delicately wiped her forehead before looking to the others. "It is getting late, I believe Ezra and I should retire for the night, It was wonderful meeting you both and I cannot wait to spend tomorrow afternoon together" she smiled reassuringly to both Tilly and Irina before looking towards Ezra, while he might not have sensed something was off his wolf would deffinitely be able to sense her own wolf's unease.

 

[King Of The North]

As Ezra returned Deiya's gaze with a faint smile, he wasn’t surprised to say the least. His mother detested the notion of losing any semblance of power or leverage she once held; challenges to her authority were something she vehemently resisted. He had anticipated this reaction; she was deeply displeased with his choice, convinced that there were supposedly 'better options' available.

Tilly expressed gratitude for Deiya's apology with a smile. "No need to apologize, but thank you. It's reassuring to hear your intentions, Luna," she conveyed warmly. Irina couldn't resist a snicker, chiming in, "I'm relieved you apologized; I was terribly offended," her tone playful and exaggerated. Meanwhile, Eskel acknowledged Deiya with a respectful nod. He remained unperturbed by the situation; their dinners were often eventful, so this disturbance didn't faze him or his mate.

Ezra offered a soft smile in response to Deiya's apology directed at him. "No need to apologize to me, love," he assured her, speaking in a softer tone. He chuckled lightly, adding, "Our mother isn't usually welcoming to newcomers. She'll be quite... challenging for a while, but she'll warm up." Despite the dinner's tension, Ezra didn't want Deiya to feel responsible; his mother's contentious attitude had been brewing, an inevitable clash awaiting its moment.

Irina displayed a pout at Ezra’s response to Deiya drinking with her, sinking back into her chair with a huff. "You two are no fun, she’s not going to be able to drink with me soon anyways" she grumbled before pointing at Tilly with a raised eyebrow, silently coaxing her sister, who reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Eskel sensed his mate's relaxation beside him, but her weariness was palpable. Her voiced exhaustion resonated with his own fatigue. Despite the wear and tear from recent conflicts and travel, he remained attentive. When Hela expressed a desire to depart, his gaze shifted to Ezra, who nodded in approval. "Yes, you two should rest. Both of you need it," Ezra acknowledged, addressing Eskel. "You can sleep in a bit tomorrow; there's no rush to start early." Eskel nodded in silent gratitude, relieved he wouldn't have to rise at the crack of dawn. He assisted Hela from her seat, his attention keenly tracking Deiya as she approached Hela.

Eskel swiftly moved to Hela's side as she gasped, his hand gently resting on her lower back, his gaze immediately darting towards Deiya. The vacant expression on Deiya's face unnerved him deeply. His protective instincts, always vigilant over Hela, intensified in the presence of his pregnant mate. Even the smallest shock causing her to gasp made him acutely sensitive, his wolf bristling defensively.

Meanwhile, Ezra stood, fixated on Deiya. Something felt amiss about the situation, and her swift dismissal of Hela only heightened his suspicions. Though her back was turned, a sense of unease prickled through him; his wolf growled inwardly, sending a shiver down his spine. He tracked their departure, his eyes scrutinizing Deiya's expression, his primal instincts stirring within. Masking his concerns with a smile directed at his sisters, he quipped, "Yes, I haven't had proper rest in days. I’ll see you both tomorrow." Stepping closer to Deiya, he gently took her hand, leading them toward the doors.

Irina, with a scoff, remarked, "Sure, 'tired.' You two don't have to lie!" as they exited. Ezra couldn't resist a smirk directed at his siblings as they proceeded down the lengthy hallway.

As they approached his room, concern etched onto his features, Ezra glanced at Deiya. "Are you alright?" His eyes reflected genuine worry as they halted in front of the doors to his chambers. The room was a testament to his passion for books, with stacks lining the floor and a majestic fireplace adorning the space, its walls adorned with books of various kinds. Even the desk was cluttered with literature. As he removed his tunic, he apologized for the mess, explaining, "Sorry for the chaos. The servants know better than to touch my books." Though he offered a soft smile, “I will get it cleaned sometime tomorrow.” Now his attention remained fixated on the question that lingered between them. "Did something happen between you and Hela? You seemed... shaken," he inquired, his concern palpable.

A knock interrupted their conversation, and Ezra promptly opened the door, allowing a young servant to enter. The girl's gaze lingered on Ezra, her cheeks flushing before she averted her eyes, quickly moving toward another room to fulfill the bath request Ezra had made earlier.

Speaking softly, a tone reserved for those close to him, Ezra addressed Deiya. "My wolf even picked up on it so it's two against one here, Deiya," he attempted, wanting the truth from her. Soon, the servant reappeared, hands clasped in front of her, announcing that the bath was ready, “It’s very hot alpha.” she said in a hushed tone, “Yes thank you Jade, you may go.” The servant left in a flustered state, muttering and stuttering some sort of response.

Guiding Deiya into the bathroom, Ezra turned her around. The dimly lit room offered a glimpse of the garden through the windows, the darkness providing limited visibility. A large, exquisitely crafted tub sat in the corner, adorned with gold-trimmed edges. With gentle movements, Ezra unfastened the back of Deiya's dress, slowly pushing it down her shoulders and pool at her feet. His touch was tender, hands tracing her body as his lips delicately brushed against her shoulder from behind. With a satisfied hum, he withdrew, undoing his belt and testing the water temperature. "It might be a bit hot for you, but I find it tolerable," he mentioned before turning to her.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya drew in a slow breath as she recalled the way Eskel had moved to Hela's side protectively. She worried that their Beta would grow to not trust her around his pregnant mate after what had just occured. She barely heard the banter between the sisters and Ezra as he took her hand gently in his and lead her towards the door. Her features still pale and almost emotionless as she quickly turned towards her new found sisters. "Good night, Ladies" She said with a tired smile. She found herself relaxing ever so slightly once they were alone in the hallway, her body drawn to his pressence as her wolf still seemed on edge, finding a strange desire to protect hela rising within her.

When he asked her if she was alright her arms instinctually wrapped around herself as she looked at the expance of his bedroom and simply answered with a 'hmm' to his question, not a yes or a no in its matter of context as she seemed lost in thought. She bit her bottom lip as her brows furrowed to his obvious fussing over his room and she shook her head. "Its perfect" She spoke softly, her entire demeanor like that of a stranger. She turned her icey gaze up towards him as he moved closer, she could sense the concern and wariness coming off him and instinctually moved to rest her hand on his arm, her lips parting to tell him what was wrong but she stopped when the door was knocked upon and he moved to open it. She watched the servant girl hurry in. Watching how the girl's eyes lingered a moment longer on her mate caused her attention to snap towards her. Familiar.. that girl was familiar with him she could tell just by the way she looked at him.

She didn't entirely care if he had many spats in the sheets with other woman, none of them were her. But her heat made her far more territorial than she wished. As his voice grew softer as he spoke to her of his wolf picking up on something was wrong and that it was two against one she turned her eyes towards him and raised her chin, exhaling slowly as she opened her lips again only to shut them when Jade returned. She couldn't tell him while others were listening.... truthfully she feared telling him anything about her gift in fear it would cause him to fear her, or worse.... despise her. When he thanked the girl named Jade, Deiya turned her eyes to the girl and smiled. "Thank you, Jade" She responded with a stronger tone, one of strength and confidence.

She allowed him to guide her to the bathroom and the steam from the tub instantly relaxed her tension as she looked at the beautiful bathroom and sighed dramatically. "Are you sure we are not royalty because this bath is just... beautiful" She said, Clearly trying to change the subject. She felt his hands move to undo the back of her dress and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his hands on her naked form as his lips brushed her shoulder. Instincts causing her to lean back into him as she contemplated how best to tell him what she was. As he pulled away to undo his belt and test the water she smiled softly. "I can tolerate the heat" She murmured as she moved closer to him and set her hand upon his. "but first... I really wish to tell you what happened...It might be alot to unpack... and It may become confusing.. I will answer all of your questions i just need you to listen to everything I have to say first... because I know if I dont say anything I will lose myself to the heat within the next ten minutes and not be able to remember what happened between Hela and I" She said gently as she sat on the edge of the tub, the cold material of the tub chilling her naked rear but she didnt care, carefully she moved her legs over into the hot water and sighed with content at the feel of the warmth against her bare skin.

She'd sink into the water at one corner of the large tub until all that was showing was her shoulders up. She watched him in silence as he got intot he tub, the water raising at their combined weight. "Im not sure what you might know about snow wolves... They are rare amongst our kind and have been thought to have gone extinct... Theres another name for them that dates back to the beginning of our race... Moon Wolves.... Typically chosen by the Goddess as a conduit of knowledge. " She said as she remained on the other side of the tub from him... not wishing to touch him until she finished what she had to say because she knew touching him would lead to her losing focus. "We also call ourselves Oracles because we have the ability to foresee events before they happen..." She whispered as she raised her hand from the water to look at her palm "And my power occurs when I touch someone flesh to flesh... Most of the time nothing happens....but if the person I touch is fated to die within the next six months I will see how they happened... I will feel their pain and see through their eyes" She quickly shut her eyes and squeezed her hand shut as the images played in her mind once more, unable to unsee so much blood. "There will be a storm... a terrible snow storm and we will be seperated.. I don't know why or how but Hela and I were in a small cottage somewhere in the woods alone....She was begging me to save her baby... but I couldn't save either of them..." She said as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. "with all my medical training.... I couldn't save either of them...." She whispered as her eyes opened, her beautiful blue eyes glossy with genuine tears

How would he ever trust her or even believe what she said to be true... She was still an outsider and he'd known Hela since they were children. "I've been warned of what will come to pass because I believe the Moon Maiden wants me to save her....If we can figure out where that cabin is... maybe we can ensure she doesnt go there during the storm... maybe we can better prepare our supplies and medicinal training before it comes to pass..." She said with a serious tone to her voice as she looked at him. "I know its alot to take in...And even if you think I am lying... I know you well enough to know you'd not risk Hela's life to prove me wrong" She exhaled softly as she bit her bottom lip. "The next full moon I will need to use that opal boal I had to pack carefully for me... So that I can scry and ask the Goddess for guidance... but I will need your aid in doing so... I need an Anchor and my father isn't here to be my anchor... you are the closest bond I have now.. And if I do not have an anchor I will be lost to the Tides of the Moon." Deiya said, her entire being radiating urgency but a strange sense of pride and confidence in herself. Even her wolf seemed filled with pride.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra chuckled lightly at her mention of royalty. "My family has built and thrived across generations. This has existed long before my time," he remarked, acknowledging the enduring legacy of his lineage. However, his primary focus remained on understanding the situation between Deiya and Hela. When she mentioned needing a moment, he understood, recognizing that meaningful conversation might wane once he got his hands on her.

As she settled on the edge of the tub, her scent enveloping him once more, Ezra shifted his attention, attempting to divert his thoughts from her allure. He rolled his neck, trying to distract himself from the strength of her heat, eager to concentrate on the information she was willing to share with him. Despite the potent distraction she presented, his intent remained fixed on understanding the complexities of her interactions with Hela.

He observed her submerge into the steaming bath, adhering to her desire for space, despite his yearning to be closer. Ezra shed the rest of clothing onto the floor, entering the bath at the opposite end, respecting her boundaries even though he was tempted to feel the warmth of her skin against his.

His family had long ceased their practice of the ancient traditions associated with the Goddess, yet he held some fragmented knowledge gleaned from books out of curiosity. The concept of snow wolves and the notion of an oracle as a Seer were tidbits he had encountered in his readings, piecing together fragments of understanding that had eluded him throughout his life. Her words began to weave a cohesive narrative, shedding light on elements of her existence, like the significance of the opal bowl, which previously had confused him on its importance to her.

Ezra maintained a relatively impassive expression as Deiya continued recounting her story. However, when she delved into the details of Hela's death and mentioned the cabin, a shadow crossed his features, his brow furrowing slightly. The intensity of her emotions and the gravity of the memories she shared left an impact on him. Once she concluded, he nodded slowly, his silence indicating the complexity of the situation and his struggle to process the weight of her revelations.

"My people reject such beliefs," he murmured softly, still fixated on the water, observing the ripples as they brushed against her skin. His gaze eventually met hers, and several moments passed as he held her gaze. "My elders preach that it disconnects us from the present, from the earth," he admitted with a resigned sigh. A conflict raged within him, torn between the teachings ingrained in him and the undeniable pain he sensed in her. The pain reverberated within him, compelling him to reconsider his beliefs. "But... I believe you. I... I trust you," he confessed, his voice tinged with both uncertainty and a growing sense of conviction.

Ezra eased forward in the water, feeling its soothing embrace on his aching muscles. His fingers traced the scar that hid beneath his hairline, navigating along its path behind his ear as he delved into deep contemplation. The weight of the situation weighed heavily on him, knowing that his beta wouldn't easily weather such a loss. “Eskel wouldn’t survive such a loss.” And Hela held deep roots in his life—connections formed from childhood with her father on the council and a close bond between their mothers. “I want them both alive and their child.”

Glancing at the window and the dark night beyond, Ezra expressed his concern. "I don't want you to pursue this if it brings you harm. I'll be your anchor, but your safety is far more important to me Deiya," he assured her, his eyes reflecting genuine worry. His hands sought her, running along her legs, stopping at her knees. "I want to understand this better, to understand you better... but above all, I want you safe. I'll do whatever is necessary, what you need of me, to ensure Hela and her child survive."

A small laugh escaped him, filled with both admiration and a touch of disbelief. "You challenge me, Luna. Well, you challenge much of what I've known and even the things I don't," he remarked, acknowledging the unexpected shift she brought to his life.