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Let's Call This My Homecoming



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04-03-2013, 12:35 AM
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Nothing passed the features of the mad queen. No flecks of rage or hints of amusement. No the only thing to cross her features was a serious contemplating look as she listened to the trickster roll his words and throw his flatteries at her. What she had done to obtain Lentajin had been nothing more then her following orders. Not that the others of this world knew that Zara had been the mastermind behind the seizure of the kingdom. Sade?s death hadn?t been planned. She had hoped to keep the queen at her side. Hear her whispers in her ear and know the truth of what the kingdom had once been. Perhaps she would keep certain traditions alive if that was what the pack desires. Instead she had simply broken the rules and forfeited her life. It was no honored death and she had made sure her body would rot where the crows could peck her eyes out and feed on the remains she had left behind.

She never made a sound. Never made a twitch to give away her assault. It was simply one moment she was standing still with open ears and the next she had rounded onto the male and pushed him beneath her. Claws pushed into the male?s shoulders as she muzzle lowered towards his ears. Her dark lips parted and her warm breath pulled in as she settled for the deep growl whisper that left her mouth to great his ears. ?Such a pretty tongue you have.? She said with false admiration. ?I should cut it out and wear it as a necklace.? She mused but allowed the darkness, the difference to murder to creep into her voice as she continued, ?You did not belong to me. Your previous claim to this pack has been terminated the moment your previous alpha lost her life. It would have done your words value should you have called your entrance into this realm.? She growled, her voice dripping with suppressed rage. Oh how she wanted to release it. Did he honestly think pretty words were what could win her over? If he heard the rumors then he would know how truly mad she was.

?I should put your balls on display at the border?s for all to see. To know that I do not tolerate trespassing.? She spat at him. ?Sentence for trespassing is enslavement pending judgment.? She snarled, her fangs inches from snapping his ear clean off. She removed herself from him and shook her coat. The youths in her belly were rolling with her rage. Begging her to relax or they would cause her heartburn and further aggravation. She swallowed her animosity away and eyed him. ?I should use you as an example.? She said in mater of fact tone. ?However, I am feeling gracious and since you once called this kingdom home I will forgive your transgression.? She said finally. Though everything screamed for her to listen to her laws. Enslave the male regardless of his previous fealty to the realm.

Examples could be made when the ranks were filled and their kingdom was flourishing, Her violet eyes focused on him and she tilted her head to the side and spoke, ?The heat brings my blood to a boil. Spare me the false blarney what is it you want exactly? I prefer a truth then the drama of leading to what it is you desire. If you believe you have skills that will benefit this realm then speak them.? She was giving him a second try. Perhaps this time he wouldn?t have her desiring to castrate him. He was a cleaver man. She could see it but she was lost to her madness and she knew what false pretenses were. What ever he wanted he wanted for himself but with what little she had it would server her purpose to give him what he wanted for himself.