Ethan Winters

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“My puppy will only get the finest meats and the cleanest water. And when he’s human again, I’m going to feed him all the chocolate his heart desires~” gushes Alcina, holding him around his midsection.

Ethan pants happily, tail wagging and thumping against her leg as he relishes the cuddle. He imagines all the food they will eat together, all the gifts he will bring her and affection they’ll share.

Ethan’s doggy grin widens, tongue lolling slightly as he pictures long walks in her garden, holding hands and trading sweet kisses in the privacy of the trees. He resolves to start making a list of things to ask her - so he may learn more about her while he works to control his transformations.

“I’ll give you a proper human bath, too. Moisturize your skin, perhaps even give your hair a trim if you’d be so inclined. Pamper you as a reward for being calm enough and in the right mindset to change back.”

Alcina smiles brightly, feeling an unspoken bond between the two of them. They were one and the same— two kindred spirits who had found one another, and planned on remaining a bonded pair forever. Or rather, that was her plan. Mother Miranda would never have him again, and he would be her love and stay with her until the end of time. In the back of her mind, she even had the thought of rambunctious wolf pups running around the castle– as if they were actually compatible, she was fertile, and they both wanted children in reality.

Ethan wakes slowly after his rest, his long tongue curling as he yawns and then gazes upon his mate. His dark eyes soften as he watches her, giving her a gentle lick on her forehead before he slips out of her arms. He hops off the bed to rest his forepaws up on the windowsill, looking out at the castle’s surrounding grounds. Wondering what else was out there in the village.

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“—and that was from the movie, as well.” she grins, kissing the top of his head now that he was kissing down her abdomen. “Duchess is quite the posh little lady, but I believe a man’s own words to be better than repeating those of another’s.”

“I think Duchess was a bit of a wild girl, how else did a pure bred cat end up with ginger and black kittens?” He asks with a smirk, pausing at her belly to lick his tongue into her belly button and grip her hips more firmly.

“Perhaps like how I ended up with mine: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.” She teases, “but I don’t think she had access to perspective adoptive children.” She locks her legs around his waist, hips flush with his torso.

“I can imagine them complaining in true Dimitrescu fashion: ‘my word! What an abhorrent experience! I’ve been living peacefully for as long as I can remember, and now I’ve been thrust into the bright, loud world— Hmm…wait, do I smell milk? Alright, truce.’ ”

“Then your baby will truly be your child down to their very bones, that sounds very familiar from what you have said of your babies you have breastfed.”

“For how much she’s breastfed so far, Rosie should have magically absorbed my dna by now to become my biological child.” She chuckles, “I already know she’s going to throw a fit when the baby comes.”

“More than likely yes, she does adore getting your full attention with Dani being old enough to be more independent. You have spoiled her just a tad, darling.”

“Well…yes.” She responds shyly. “But she’s my precious baby girl. My little rosebud who brings me so much joy. I started off wanting to pamper her a little more than usual simply because being new to the world without your birth mother must be confusing to such a little thing… and now she’s over a year old and obsessed with her mama. Suppose it’s time for her to start being a bit more independent.”

“She’s just a baby, my love, it’s best to start it more now if you can. Do you intend to wean her before she decides she wants to stop breastfeeding herself? Your body will simply increase the milk yield from feeding two infants you know. Besides of course she loves you, you keep her safe and happy and very well fed. You’re a wonderful mother, Alcina.”

“I will support whatever choice you make, darling, and you can always change your mind. The baby should get exclusive rights to your colostrum for the first few days but I’m sure Rosie won’t mind the bottle for a little bit.”

“Of course. I was so concerned for Rosie when she didn’t get any at birth besides supplements, so I could never deny the baby that.”

Her mother smothers her daughter’s face with kisses. “Sounds like everything is under control, my little bean. Are you excited?”

“I’m ecstatic. So is Ethan— be never expected to be a biological father again after Mia died, until we became a couple. And then we thought I might no longer be fertile, and that was another roadblock. However, we haven’t told the kids yet. We’re going to give it a little while longer until the bump is more obvious and we can’t hide it.”

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“I think that’s a smart idea, the girl would only be excited and it’s best that it stays that way. But I do think your little one is here to stay, call it mother’s intuition.” She smiles then, pressing a loving kiss to her daughter’s cheek. “I can’t wait to be a grandmother again.”

“Hopefully. I haven’t even met them, but I already know I can’t bear to lose them. I already love them so, so much.”

“Don’t think about that, Alcina, just be present in the moment and enjoy being pregnant.” Her mother says warmly pressing another kiss to her forehead.

“I can’t wait until I’m on leave. I just want to cuddle Ethan and the girls in bed all day and just…feel overjoyed and overflowing with maternal bliss.” She beams, snuggling up to her mother. “Is that what it felt like with me and Karl?”

“It was actually, your father took leave from the business and we just spent a lot of time together. When I was pregnant with you, we were getting the nursery ready. You father painting the walls and put the cradle together, your grandmother knitted your little blanket and thread through the ribbon once you were born. We talked about names and what you might look like all the time. It was, well, it was wonderful.”

“Perhaps Ethan and I should both appoint something to run the business. Ethan would be so stressed with the company and a baby…” she mused, hoping she could have even a semblance of that ideal maternity experience.

“That is a decision you should talk about with him, my princess. If there is no one who can replace both of you, I’m afraid he may just have to work. Do you have anyone else in a position who feasibly could run things for you without ruining what you’ve built?”

“Perhaps father, but with how he feels about Ethan and the baby, I wouldn’t even bother asking.” She sighs to herself, pondering for a moment. “I suppose the two of us could split the workload— and once the baby is here, whoever isn’t on baby duty will be either sleeping or working?”

“Don’t be silly, Alcina.” Her mother scolds lightly. “Your father would not sabotage the business he worked a lifetime to help grow and thrive so you may have something worthy to continue. Take some time to talk to Ethan about all this, just give me time to knock some sense into your father. Underneath all the disapproval he loves you, dearly.”

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“My puppy will only get the finest meats and the cleanest water. And when he’s human again, I’m going to feed him all the chocolate his heart desires~” gushes Alcina, holding him around his midsection.

Ethan pants happily, tail wagging and thumping against her leg as he relishes the cuddle. He imagines all the food they will eat together, all the gifts he will bring her and affection they’ll share.

Ethan’s doggy grin widens, tongue lolling slightly as he pictures long walks in her garden, holding hands and trading sweet kisses in the privacy of the trees. He resolves to start making a list of things to ask her - so he may learn more about her while he works to control his transformations.

“I’ll give you a proper human bath, too. Moisturize your skin, perhaps even give your hair a trim if you’d be so inclined. Pamper you as a reward for being calm enough and in the right mindset to change back.”

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“—and that was from the movie, as well.” she grins, kissing the top of his head now that he was kissing down her abdomen. “Duchess is quite the posh little lady, but I believe a man’s own words to be better than repeating those of another’s.”

“I think Duchess was a bit of a wild girl, how else did a pure bred cat end up with ginger and black kittens?” He asks with a smirk, pausing at her belly to lick his tongue into her belly button and grip her hips more firmly.

“Perhaps like how I ended up with mine: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.” She teases, “but I don’t think she had access to perspective adoptive children.” She locks her legs around his waist, hips flush with his torso.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“My puppy will only get the finest meats and the cleanest water. And when he’s human again, I’m going to feed him all the chocolate his heart desires~” gushes Alcina, holding him around his midsection.

Ethan pants happily, tail wagging and thumping against her leg as he relishes the cuddle. He imagines all the food they will eat together, all the gifts he will bring her and affection they’ll share.

Ethan’s doggy grin widens, tongue lolling slightly as he pictures long walks in her garden, holding hands and trading sweet kisses in the privacy of the trees. He resolves to start making a list of things to ask her - so he may learn more about her while he works to control his transformations.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“My puppy will only get the finest meats and the cleanest water. And when he’s human again, I’m going to feed him all the chocolate his heart desires~” gushes Alcina, holding him around his midsection.

Ethan pants happily, tail wagging and thumping against her leg as he relishes the cuddle. He imagines all the food they will eat together, all the gifts he will bring her and affection they’ll share.

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“—and that was from the movie, as well.” she grins, kissing the top of his head now that he was kissing down her abdomen. “Duchess is quite the posh little lady, but I believe a man’s own words to be better than repeating those of another’s.”

“I think Duchess was a bit of a wild girl, how else did a pure bred cat end up with ginger and black kittens?” He asks with a smirk, pausing at her belly to lick his tongue into her belly button and grip her hips more firmly.

“Perhaps like how I ended up with mine: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.” She teases, “but I don’t think she had access to perspective adoptive children.” She locks her legs around his waist, hips flush with his torso.

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“—and that was from the movie, as well.” she grins, kissing the top of his head now that he was kissing down her abdomen. “Duchess is quite the posh little lady, but I believe a man’s own words to be better than repeating those of another’s.”

“I think Duchess was a bit of a wild girl, how else did a pure bred cat end up with ginger and black kittens?” He asks with a smirk, pausing at her belly to lick his tongue into her belly button and grip her hips more firmly.

“Perhaps like how I ended up with mine: a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.” She teases, “but I don’t think she had access to perspective adoptive children.” She locks her legs around his waist, hips flush with his torso.

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“—and that was from the movie, as well.” she grins, kissing the top of his head now that he was kissing down her abdomen. “Duchess is quite the posh little lady, but I believe a man’s own words to be better than repeating those of another’s.”

“I think Duchess was a bit of a wild girl, how else did a pure bred cat end up with ginger and black kittens?” He asks with a smirk, pausing at her belly to lick his tongue into her belly button and grip her hips more firmly.

“Oh, este foarte frumos, domnule. Very poetic. But it is not quite Shakespeare.” Alcina giggles as he kisses her skin, hands playing with his hair.

“No, it’s from the movie.” He smirks as he kisses his way down her soft curves, taking the time to lick and suck on her pale skin.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“My puppy will only get the finest meats and the cleanest water. And when he’s human again, I’m going to feed him all the chocolate his heart desires~” gushes Alcina, holding him around his midsection.

Ethan pants happily, tail wagging and thumping against her leg as he relishes the cuddle. He imagines all the food they will eat together, all the gifts he will bring her and affection they’ll share.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“Please know I’m going to return the favor once you’re human again and have built up some strength.” Alcina laughs, snuggling into his fluff, her face eventually reaching the little muscle and fat left on his still-malnourished body. “I’m going to make you my chubby little puppy, too. A full tummy every day.”

He wiggles in her grip, enjoying the tickle of her fingers and nails against his skin as they glide through his fur. He talks and licks happily at her cheek, giving her his love and affection. His dear sweet Lady is always looking out for him and his hungry belly - perhaps if he’s cute enough he can get a treat.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“Oh, hush. It’s true and you know it, deep down.” She argues playfully, “you’re safe here. You’re free to be vulnerable with me.”

Ethan whines and grabs at her hands with his mouth. He playfully tugs on them and covers her more in his fluff. He stretches once she is pinned under his bulk and fluff.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”

“Come now, my dear. It’s time that I protect you.” Alcina announces, bringing him close to her chest. “It’s alright to be afraid, my love.”

The wolf shakes his big shaggy head, unwilling to concede her point, fear is something that can be used against you. He knows this far too well, particularly when monsters like Miranda see it as proof of ‘training’ and conditioning.

“I know, baby, I know.” She murmurs, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “If we ask Heisenberg to delay, that means we will have to prepare for our little show of your ‘skills’ to Mother Miranda in a few weeks at the next meeting. I don’t want to make you act so violently, which is why I thought striking beforehand would be a good idea.”

He relishes her kiss, leaning in so he can nuzzle her gently, giving her one on her cheek even as he considers her words. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he’s afraid to perform and Miranda to find him lacking and punish his mate. He doesn’t know what to do, how to help… he’s as useless as a real dog.

“Thank you. My love. I promise that when the time comes, I will not let Miranda harm you. She knows that no one who touches the dragon’s treasure makes it out alive.” She replies, scowling at the mere idea of Miranda harming him again. Alcina holds back a desire to growl, knowing it would likely startle Ethan, and instead reassures him with kisses and affectionate pets.

He warms at her possessive tone, feeling a similar echo of the emotion in his own chest. His tongue licks out to lap sweetly at her face, returning her kisses as best he can. He smiles for her in his wolf way, ears peeking up to show her that he trusts her and knows she will look after him. His dear, sweet mate.

His tail wags slightly at the praise, continuing to lick at Alcina’s face, snuggling against her soft curves and deliberately ignoring her brother. He doesn’t care what the smelly man thinks, his mate will always look out for him and he will return the favour. He’s certain with her help he can achieve it all faster.

Heisenberg makes his exit shortly after, leaving the couple alone in their bedroom once more. “My brave, handsome man.” She tells him, laying back down in bed.

Ethan settles so he is lying on top of Alcina, his fluff spreading out around her to half hide her again. He licks her cheek and rests his head on her chest, looking up at her with worried eyes. He wants to do well and protect her but is still nervous Miranda will trigger something in him and make him too afraid.

“Don’t worry, my dear. We have time. And no matter the outcome, I will not be letting you go back to that wretched creature. She will have to face me before she even tries.” Alcina reassures him, scratching behind his ear. “She will see your improvement, and see that you are coming along well under my care and ‘training’. That should be enough to keep her satisfied this time around.”