Bathed in the midnight moonlight, Zagan stood at the entrance of the Sidi dens, his large ears turned toward the narrow tunnel that stretched into darkness. Muffled sounds echoed from deep within the labyrinth- screams, snarls, even moans of ecstasy.

He’d never paid attention to the Sidi dens before, but now, it was intriguing. Enthralling even. Chalk it up to his age, and the blossoming hormones raging through his body- but the convenience of having slaves at his fingertips to experiment with, was too good to pass up.

Stepping into the labyrinth, Zagan follows a passage leading to the right of the cave system. With his titan size, his shoulders brush against the damp walls, but it helps guide his way through the darkness. Eventually, it opens up into a wider chamber, moonlight spilling down from a crack in the ceiling. He stops, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the lighting, a puff of mist forming in front of his maw as he exhales a heavy breath. Someone else was in here.


"Zagan Saxe"

Delaeni stirred restlessly in her sleep, her ears twitching at the faint sounds echoing through the den. Even in slumber, her anxious nature manifested in small whimpers and twitches. The cold stone beneath her thin frame offered little comfort, and she curled tighter into herself, seeking warmth.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open as an unfamiliar scent wafted through the chamber. Her heart began to race, pounding against her ribcage as fear gripped her. She held her breath, straining her ears to catch any sound of movement. There it was - the soft scrape of claws on stone, a heavy exhale that sent chills down her spine. Someone was in the den with her. Trembling, Delaeni pressed herself against the wall, trying to make herself as small as possible.

"Delaeni Terblanche"

Slowly, the details of the chamber materialized in front of him. Warped shadows seemed to shift and move with each flicker of moonlight, making it hard to map the size of the cavern- but it was large enough to harbor several wolves. He took another step inside, his claws clicking against the cold, stone floor.

His ears perked forward, absorbing every sound- every shift in the atmosphere. The scuttling of someone small pressing against the wall caught his attention, his eerie, bi-colored eyes darting to follow the movement. There. In the corner of the room, Zagan made out the silhouette of another canine.

A flicker of excitement danced in his gaze, his lips pulling back to reveal a flash of sharp teeth. “Hello girl.” He said, his voice low, deep, and commanding- equally soothing and terrifying. “Who…” He took a few more steps toward her, slowly closing the space between them. “Do you belong to?” Most of the Sidi had masters, but a select few were meant for everyone to enjoy. But did that really matter? Zagan was a Saxe, and a prince at that- it was his right to have access to all of the Sidi.

"Zagan Saxe"

Delaeni's breath caught in her throat as the large male approached, his imposing figure looming over her in the dim moonlight. Her heart raced even faster, threatening to burst from her chest. "I-I... I d-don't..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. The words caught in her throat as panic overwhelmed her. She pressed herself harder against the cold stone wall, wishing she could melt into it and disappear. "I-I'm not... I belong to the p-pack."

Her entire body trembled uncontrollably, her anxiety spiraling out of control in the face of this unexpected and frightening encounter. She wanted desperately to flee, to escape this terrifying situation, but her legs felt leaden, refusing to move. All she could do was cower there, paralyzed by fear, as the stranger drew ever closer.

"Delaeni Terblanche"

She belonged to the pack- meaning, her purpose was to please anyone who approached her- so there would be no repercussions for what Zagan would do to her. Oh, the possibilities. Fighting the urge to sneer, the young Saxe took another daring step forward, savoring the taste of fear in the air, relishing the palpable aura of terror that settled in the small cave. In the moonlight, his irises had grown wide, glistening with a disturbing intensity- a hunger for something beyond his comprehension.

“Oh, I see.” He croons, trying to meet her gaze, but she is shaking so uncontrollably, that her head is bobbing up and down in the darkness. He took another step, and another, until he was standing in the middle of the cave, directly beneath the beams of moonlight. “Come- sit with me.” He says, commanding her forward. He waited until she started to shift before he took a seat, the moonlight illuminating his titanous frame- creating a ghastly visage of danger. Without another word, he extends his arm out, gesturing for her to come close- close enough to press herself against his chest.

"Zagan Saxe"

Delaeni's legs shook violently as she struggled to obey the command. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to hide, to do anything but approach this terrifying stranger. But years of conditioning as a Sidi had ingrained in her a deep-seated need to comply with orders, especially from those who outranked her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she forced herself to take a trembling step forward. Another step. And another. Each one felt like an eternity, her body fighting against her every movement.

As she drew closer, the moonlight revealed more of Zagan's imposing figure. His size alone was enough to make her quake with fear, but it was the predatory gleam in his eyes that truly terrified her. Delaeni's breath came in short, panicked gasps as she finally reached him, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. "P-please..." she whimpered nearly inaudibly- though she wasn't even sure what she was pleading for. Mercy? Gentleness? Or simply for this nightmare to end? With great reluctance, she pressed herself against Zagan's chest, her small frame dwarfed by his massive one. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, smell his musky scent mixed with something darker, more dangerous.

"Delaeni Terblanche"