The Gates Are Open

"Aislyn!" his summons rang out quickly behind him for the woman to follow after he had departed from the meeting. Things had not exactly gone according to plan, but fact of the matter was, the beta had heeded his words and easily proven herself in his eyes. Golden eyes seemed to act as liquid fire and his tight muscles recoiled beneath his heavy coat. A rough growl threatened to explode from his chest, and yet, he did his absolute best to conceal it to the best of his power.

Unable to sit the sire would continue to look out across the land a daring huff in the back of his diaphragm, and until she would choose to arrive, he would conceal it, his anger, and anything else he was feeling, for it appeared anything he felt right was wrong, and yet, for just a fraction of a moment, he cared little.