Kiss of an Angel.

Skoll simply watched blandly as the girl's paw inched fearfully toward the herbs, adjusting the dosage and pulling it back toward her. He made no move to either help or hinder her. She swallowed the seeds, obedient to his wishes now, and a faint smile flickered over his face as her body relaxed, the poppy taking effect. Finally she leaned against him, then pressed into her shoulder, an apology dropping from her lips. "I know you are, Angel," he said in a soothing manner, his tongue gently swiping her forehead. "You are a good girl, I know you are. You won't scare me like that again."

She would learn quickly to be the perfectly obedient and loving mate his mother had been for his father, Skoll had no doubt of that. She was smart and beautiful and so far above the other common-blooded wolves of this land - she was perfect. She just needed molding, that was all. This family of hers she'd spoken of before might be a rather inconvenient problem though... he would have to take care. He didn't have brothers willing to slaughter an entire family with him, as his uncles had helped his father slaughter his mother's family, unfortunately. They clung to their silly self-righteous morals.

He would need to think carefully about this, he decided as his tongue swiped absently over Angel's neck, attempting to clean and sooth the bite marks there.



"Speech"

My declaration embedded deep under my skin

A permanent reminder of how it began

No hesitation when I am commanded to strike

You need to know that you're in for the fight of your life