[m]To earn your love

Ever since the intruder had caught her weak and off her guard, Vianni had slept near the door of the captain's quarters. She preferred the floor for now, not wanting to give Lucifer too much. He was already lording himself over her, attempting to bring her down notch by notch until she was submissive and compliant. It wasn't like her to be this way, to be subservient, and she would never stop her challenges to him. Today was for internal healing. After losing her purity to such a large male, she still felt as though she had been ripped in half at the hips. Walking was something she hadn't been able to do much of, without the mask of her bloodline's rage her pain was more than she wanted to admit.

Corvus lay sleeping under Vianni's chin, tucked against her chest like a child's teddy bear. Both wolf and bird snapped awake as soon as the demon entered the room. Vianni's dusty rose eyes looked the seal over and then met the red gaze of the wolf who carried it. He was unaware of her growing fondness for him, didn't know that she was untouched before him and now as a result he became something of an idol for her. She wanted the male to be happier with her around, to be so thrilled with her that he actually displayed affection rather than simple care. It was enough for now to feed her and give her protection, but she would have all of him. His command to Corvus saw one of those black rimmed ears to slide back in displeasure, but she huffed her agreement with Lucifer. The blue-eyed magpie made an incredulous sound then hopped and flew off to find something else to do.  

Staring at the seal, then after her bird, not quite sure how to process the separation. Lucifer had started out strong, bringing her something to eat, but he bombed in giving orders to her avian son.  Today wasn't a good day for rebellion, her body still ached though it was on the mend. Despite the hulking male sending her bird away again, Vianni seemed to have woken in a rather good mood. Rolling to her stomach so she could eat, the monochrome monster began her meal. She devoured what she could of her meal and then began to feel paranoid about her sudden solitude. Lucifer had left their room, and though she was hidden from most, she still felt as though someone would come in and find her. She had been very lucky that the other male had not seen her sleeping in the galley that day.

She had been weakened by her giant mate, and had been forced to run. Now she was a bit better. and could probably hold her own provided no wolf went for her hind region. Growling at herself for worrying when she should be hunting, Vianni moved as quickly as she could to catch up with Lucifer. She had noticed the stains of blood on his face, and while she wanted to clean it off the white of his mask, she would not give him the pleasure of seeing her fawn over him. Not until he gave her something in the form of tenderness, he would not get the gentle side of her unless he surrendered that one part of himself to her. Vi wasn't the type to initiate contact unless it was to kill or fight, she took her cues from him, whether he reached out for her or not. She watched as he slowed then halted, his tongue running over his lips and making Vianni's heart do a funny dance in her chest.

She groused under her breath about her want of him, flicked her tail to remind herself what a pain in the ass he could truly be, but it was no good. Despite her inner rebellion, Vianni moved up to him. As he stood testing the wind, she attempted to lean her body against his in an effort to soothe her aching muscles and to relax herself for a moment. Her own pale silver face was stained with the meal he brought to her, but she was too sore to care. The fire in her muscles told her that she had overworked them while they repaired from their fight to hold him, her backside throbbed and protested any movement. She found herself sitting in the snow, looking out over cliffs and scenting the icy ocean in her nose.

Vianni closed her eyes and inhaled slowly, remembering her coastal home and missing the ice of her homeland. She didn't miss the wolves, only the abundance of the land. So far this was the only place in Boreas that reminded her of home, but she said nothing. Looking to her mate, Vianni sent a silent plea for him to show her something aside from contempt. He had to bring her out of their ship for something other than stirring up unwanted memories, right?

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