Bloody Ransom

Oh, how they’d struck a nerve- the male visibly boiling with rage, as Sephiran leaned in closer to his captive son. Shrouding the boy in his murderous aura, the smirk on his face wickedly manic and depraved. Having this much power sitting in the palm of his paw, was enthralling. The ability to instill terror and rage in the hearts of is enemies. Being the commander of a bloodthirsty force that was ready to kill in the name of their empire. Fuck, thinking about it all turned him on, a shockwave of lust rolling through every fiber of his being.

But not every wolf felt the same about dominion as Sephiran did- this man plainly stating, he cared little for titles, lands, and possessions. He even snapped in Sephiran’s direction, challenging him with a threat. Oh? He gravitated in even closer to Nolan, nearly leaning forward in his seat, waiting with bated breath to see if the man would snap and engage him. The smirk on his face widening, and those hazardous, saber fangs seeming to glow in the low lighting. Yes, yes, YES. His pelt bristled higher, standing more erect, as elation continued to course through him- pulsating and festering within every crevice of the Saxe sadist.

Of course, Kaino was quick to interject- most of the former alpha’s requests falling upon deaf ears. He shifted his gaze to her, trying to decipher what was going on in that cryptic head of hers. And when she instructed the boy to return to his father, Sephiran took a step forward and towards Nolan, to cut him off. Not so fast. Wanting the anticipation to build, needing the threat of death to linger in the space between himself and Beau just a bit longer. His eyes narrowed in on the male, the expression on his face both taunting and frenzied-  one that made it clear that Sephiran was a demented creature. That he found this whole encounter to be exhilaratingly fun. His lips twitching, saliva pooling in his jaws, muscles quivering as he concluded their stand off- allowing the boy to return to his father.

While he consoled the boy, Sephiran turned to Kiano, proving a single nod- one meant to show he was satisfied with her work. And when Beau set his battle gear down on the ground, Sephiran moved his attention back to the man. Kaino had already made it clear Beau needed to clear out quickly- and Sephiran made a point to reiterate that. “I’ll walk the perimeter of the falls a single time.” He says, slowly moving to the right to start the countdown. “And when I return,” He looks over his shoulder then, speaking directly to his group of heathens. “Raid the territory and kill the stragglers.” Shifting his eyes back to Beau, who bluffed about retaliating if they touched any of his wolves. This was yet another threat and a challenge. How fast can you clear out your loved ones? And then, the young Sultan was off- motioning for Rhazien to join him, as he initiated the metaphorical timer of doom.  

"Speech"