voodoo child

Emotions swirled behind the cold, hard film of his lavender eyes. Ears perked forward as his father's red eyes looked at him, equally emotionless. Icarus said nothing, just looked at him as if searching for something, anything that would misplace him as his son. Perhaps Icarus had more siblings that were out there, but he only knew of his small, broken family. His mother was always training, striving to become better and to out run the female stereotype. Eros met that gaze, head rising as he did so. His heart beat against his ribcage, threatening to force its way out at any moment, but he didn't show it. He didn't show the anxiety he felt at being turned away, because there was no way in hell that he would allow such a thing to happen. Nail dug into the rocks beneath his large paws, the small sound of scraping sounding in the silence between them. There was nothing but genetics tying them together.

"So who told you to seek me out?" The voice was harsh, but nothing Eros didn't expect. The man before him, if the stories were true, had survived wars, ran a pack, and took whatever he wanted. He didn't ask for anything and if he didn't want to acknowledge his bastard son, then who else would acknowledge him. Eros wanted to know the man who had sired him. The boy thought of mentioning Kayona, but it seemed the two only had a passion for each other that one night, any other time they were realized competition for Kayona had been the leader of the same pack Icarus had created later down the road. Their paths had crossed numerous times and yet, they were incompatible. A slight shake of his head was given, a gesture that would have easily been swallowed up by the darkness. Eros didn't move closer to his father, but remained where he was. There was no point acting like this was a beloved family reunion, because it wasn't. "I've come on my own accord. I would like to get to know the man who sired me," he said. There was no reason to hide his feelings in this, but his voice was cold but truthful. He would not fail, not when it came to his own wants and desires.



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