The New Normal

From her position in the entrance of the den, Aliana quietly observed the two wolves. She was flabbergasted by Viper's standoffish demeanor, her snark and backtalk to Chimera. The girl's mouth hung open in a silent gasp while she watched the rage contort Chimera's features. And then it happened. In the blink of an eye, Chimera had Viper on the ground and tossed her over onto the sand, showing no regard for the comfort or safety of the woman Ali thought was his mate. Clearly she had been wrong as she watched Chimera choke the smaller woman, then roughly mount her and proceed to fuck her like an animal. Aliana flinched as she watched, wondering if that was what she had looked like when Chimera had taken her. But being the dutiful servant she was, Ali did nothing to intervene, nothing to impede or try to assuage the raging dire wolf. She dipped her head to avert her eyes, only peeking up every so often during their rutting partly out of morbid curiosity and party to see the spectacle of Chimera's unbridled fury and violence come to light.

Once Chimera had finished and uncoupled himself from Viper's body, Ali watched him ruthlessly discard the ravaged fae and storm his way back past her and into the den. Ali made sure to slink out of his way when he came in, staying out of his way. She didn't need any of his excess anger spilling over to her, though there was always a distinct possibility that might happen anyway. Turning aquamarine eyes back over to Viper just to make sure the woman was still alive, Ali swallowed hard and repressed any of her thoughts on the matter before slipping back into the den behind Chimera. She had work to do, and maybe if she kept herself busy and tending to Chimera and his home, he might calm down a bit. He was her owner after all, and this was her purpose.

"Aliana"