Even while Derick was waiting for his soldier to return, he had begun his search. The room was empty ... no one had seen her. A frustrated hiss left. Oh he'd definitely have words with her when she returned; hopefully with a good excuse. Process of elimination suggested she had seriously dared to go against the Council's orders; even if this matter with the 'hit and run' got resolved, now there would be this. He sat down in the Gathering Room, groaning lowly as he hoped,
prayed she would come back alive. Not only to teach her a lesson ... but he truly didn't want to lose her. Definitely not like this.
Due to Jacob having been in his Lycan form once, she did recognize him; albeit it took a few seconds. By then, though, she had been grasped by her neck. Her heart raced as worst case scenarios began to form.
Gods he's going to kill me! The howls were beginning to seem as if they truly had been to dare go against her. Her eyes closed, her head bowing. She
had gone against orders anyways; she supposed this was her karma for such actions.
"....Raven if you don't mind. And did you not hear my views on that? Ngh!" Her eyes shot open, a gasp leaving from the punch. It seemed he was as fast as she was -- at full strength because she soon found herself gazing at his 'human' form. Before she could ask, she got an answer in the form of actions.
Her eyes widened as the first drop touched her lips and tongue. A soft moan couldn't help but leave. This was ... at least ten times better than any mere human. As quickly as this had all began, it abruptly ended. But despite the meal having been fast, she felt incredible; close to up to par with her own father. That in itself was quite the feat. She bit down on her lower lip as she pulled away. Her head lowered ... and finally, she let it turn into a bow.
"Thank you ... " She murmured softly. Raven wasn't fond of feeling like she was in debt; but she knew she owed him that much. She shot a glare at his command.
"You are not my father ... " She murmured in annoyance, watching him leave. It hadn't been until she spoke the words - and Jacob had left - that her face paled slightly. He probably realized she had left.
Trying to lick all the blood off of her lips, she darted off. Her destination was right for her room ... and nowhere else. She ignored any and all stares she got from the other vampires, not wanting to hear anything right now. She got to her door ... before a figure appeared before it.
"....Dad I .... "
The second Derick had felt her presence and where she was heading, he had blocked her entrance. Grasping her wrist tightly, he pulled her in. Leaning forward, he inhaled ... then hissed.
"....Again?! And from him?!" Still, this reassured him in a way. It made him wonder if the solider who had spoken to him not long ago was a liar ... traitor. Maybe even one of the ones whom Jacob was looking for. He had proven his word, knowing he easily could have killed Raven ... again.
"Tell me, daughter. Do you like him?" The result was a mix of a scoff and a laugh.
"....W-what?! I ... true, he has helped me twice. But I doubt he likes me. He humiliated me ... in front of you! Him and some of his own! He's rude ... a bastard! Why .... why would I?"
"Well ... going off of what you said regarding how you felt on feeding ... maybe you should consider becoming his mate." The tone and look in his eyes suggested he was dead serious.
"Unless, that is, you can prove to me these last two encounters have been a mere coincidence. Still though, what were you thinking?!" He began roughly pulling her to the bed.
"If I knew not better, I'd say you were the one who set this up ... trying to get me in so much trouble. Do you know the amount of Hell I'm going to get if this gets found out about?!"
A loud
smack echoed in the room and mansion as his hand landed upon her cheek. Using the seconds it took for Raven to blink and get her vision adjusted, he tossed her on her back and put the silver manacles back on.
"I will come back for you when I'm done with everything."
Now it was Raven's turn to weakly laugh.
"Oh? And you're about to go against Council orders now too? If it regards anything that makes your call in the end, you need me too. After all, I'm your second .... remember?" He gazed back at her, an annoyed hiss leaving.
"...Very well. However .... " In the blink of an eye, he came back with a metal chain. Not quite silver though it gave off the appearance and easily fooled most others. Attaching it in between the link in the middle of her wrists as a make-shift leash of sorts, he unattached them from the headboard.
"Follow .... " He ordered.
"....Like this?!" She was mortified to dare be dragged around like some mere slave. When the answer she got was a yank at the manacles, making her hiss as the silver rubbed against her skin, she began following in order to prevent anymore pain. Both took their respective spots in the Gathering Room as Derick sighed, looking over to Raven.
"I've heard rumors Jacob has been gathering an army. However, between what I have just smelled and knowing he's usually a man of his word like myself ... I think, if anything, we may have found whom he has been seeking. At least one of them. I will await to see if I can be given proof of otherwise."
Keeping the chain firmly held in his left hand, he then resumed his wait. If he heard back on nothing, he would inform Jacob. However, he would give his own soldier time and - for now - benefit of the doubt. After all, it would probably take a while to gain said evidence. Save for their breathing, both remained silent. Anyone who walked in or by would know one thing; Derick was infuriated with Raven at the moment.