So we meet again

The scuffle on the shore had been little more than a flurry of snapping jaws and tumbling bodies. Both Alastor and the larger dire wolf fought and struggled against the other's strength to try and get the upper hand. Although Alastor's muscles ached and shook from the shock of the frigid arctic water, he refused to give in, running on pure adrenaline. He had to kill this wolf, Manea had wanted it so! At some point, then dire wolf ended up on top of him, and while Alastor prepared to swing up to reverse the pin, all of a sudden there was no more weight on top of him. Black eyes blinked around in surprise when he caught sight of a blur of purple dragging the dire wolf away, and then his mate was pinning the wolf to the ground with her paws on his throat.

Alastor rolled back to his paws, rising up in a trembly mess as his body shook and shivered, but he didn't feel the biting cold anymore. He just felt numb and his drenched coat was clinging to his body all over. He stumbled closer to Manea, ears catching her every cold, wicked word she threatened the wolf with while she choked him. Another shiver ran through him, though this one was hot compared to his cold surroundings. Everything Manea said was such a turn on. Gods, his mate was so fucking hot! He listened with alert ears and watched with enrapt eyes while she clawed at the wolf's throat, then licked up the blood she'd drawn. To his chagrin though, she let the wolf go rather than kill it so they could fuck on its corpse like they had done last time. As the dire wolf got up to flee, Alastor lunged for the bleeding wolf, but his muscles protested and he ended up collapsing to the rocky shore again, watching while their prey made it back onto the ice bridge and disappeared from sight.

Huffing his disappointment, Alastor smacked some of the rocks away in frustration. Shadow covered him, and when he looked up again, Manea was standing over him, leering down at him with a disapproving look. He managed to get himself back to his feet just in time to receive her mouth as it crushed to his in a heated kiss. He blinked with surprise, but quickly gave himself to her love, kissing her back until their lips parted. His abyssal eyes flickered open to find her aqua eyes fixing him with a stare of pure possessive love that both adored and chided him for being so reckless. She once more voiced her claim of him, then warned him to be more careful since she needed him. Alastor's heart missed a beat and a sheepish grin found its home on his lips.

"Y-Yes, m-m-my d-darling," he said while trying to keep his teeth from chattering. He returned her quick smooch, then followed her back up towards the trees above the coast, looking back at the curious ice bridge once more. He silently hoped there would still be more of those bigger wolves around. He'd hate to think he spoiled Manea's hopes of repeating their first night together with his stupidity. Walking was difficult with the way his freezing body resisted, but through sheer force of will, he managed to follow right behind his gorgeous galaxy of purple fur.


"Alastor"