#cavillry

Images of them together crossed your mind as you staggered through the wood blinded by sorrow and grief. You ,oured the loss, your chest aching an invisible gaping wound as your mind replayed the scene pver and over. Him and her, their declaration of bonding and expectations of you to do your duty and povide for them what they cannot. To conceive and birth the next alpha but never raise it.

You sobbed, dry heaving into your hands as you fumbled through the thickets of the deep wood loosing your way in your temporary banishment. It was too much, you felt you would truley die, this pain was far to much to bare. You could bearly breath through it, yoh were only moving from the adrenaline of what had just transpired.

They were holding hands infront of the entire pack as the others cheered somewhat uncertainly, their eyes flickered to you. Forsaking an omega was rare, frowned upon even but not entirely unforgivable. Especially when its the soon to be alpha denying their mate.

Your maturity had finally come. And it came in the form of heat. Omega. It was daunting but not unexpected, you had all the signs of an omega, you were slight. Had a frail look to you. As if a harsh wind could carry you away. You suited your name. Willow. Unasuming and gentle. Dark hair, shy bookworm, wide pale eyes and very meek. Petite. Youd never consider yourself ugly. Well you didnt, not untill a few moments ago when your would be mate had tore yoh down so harshly, criticising you so cruely infront of everyone.

You always thought you had a unique look, oddly pleasing in a frail way. Lithe and slight like some type of pixie, yet refined beauty. Delicate is the word you used to describe yourself while gazing in to the mirror. You were delicate.

And then this happened. You matured and just like that you attained a the bond. At first you were happy. Ecstatic! You wanted to mate and be a mother. Ou did t even register your intended was the next alpha!

All you knew was you could npw create a nest and live your life as a mother. All omegas feel the pull but most do not untill they found their mate. However its something youd dreamt of. As a child and teen youd wanted your own pup. You helped watch over the younger ones as much as you could. Just enjoying spending time with the tiny pups as they toddled about. You were never happier then when you were surrounded by the packs newest editions reading stories and teaching them their letters and numbers.

Not that there were many. Despite being werewolves you couldnt produce more then one pup in your life. It stemmed from your creators. Its said your race was one never meant to be. The legend says that goddess luna had been bred with the great beast, the hound of hell himself. They had been inlove but the great beast had forced his pup into the luna. She had been terrified, the moon godess and hell hound? What beast would be the outcome? She panicked fretting day and night over the unborn worried over their fate. She almost lost the pregancy and for that the dhell hound cursed her.

This curse was one of true cruelty. The dark sire made it so luna will be barren after his seed had left her dead or alive. It was a curse to ensure she would be careful when carrying his precious child. To force its creation.

And even then he wasnt satisfied with her, he was soo angry that she had almost failed him and had tried to sway him from such hexes with her body. That he extenderd his curse onto all female decendants. It was barbaric to think about. Taking something like that away from the decendants. Punishing an entire race for her almost failing him?

Luckily in her fear for her child luna created a small reprieve. She created bonds, soul mates. She had been so frightened of the beast she would birth, of the life her child would endure she gifted them with a soul mate. Someone who would love them unconditionally and walk this world with them untill the end.

But even then the dark sire found a way to mar such beauty! His curse out manoeuvred the lunas gracious gift. Not only would a female ever have one chance at producing a pup. Now they could only conceive that one pup with their soul mate, managing to bind the two spells into one twisted gnarled curse that clu g to every generation of lycan.

Most treasure the life mate they are given, love and protect them. Defend them and create a family and nest together living in harmony. But it is a mans world, and even in the twenty first century some men see themselves above such things. Mikhail is one of those men. He found you to be lacking, he wants a model. One of the slim vapid and quite frankly stupid females. A blonde beta that was acustomed to the goings on in the bedroom.

And so he took her, destroying the soul bond you began to create in favour of giving another the bite. Your mate had found you lacking and bound himself to another. And the second your soulmate took another as his intended your dreams of a happy future crumbled.

You had heard about this but never witnessed it. And never thought this would happen to you. Dont get anything wrong. You were the soon to be alphas true mate, and he intended to use you for his heir. Yet he would raise it with that blonde tart. Youd be the nanny untill the pup was old enough to forsake you. And then youd live out your days alone and cold.

No. no! Your resolve made you argue. Finally you snapped out, called him cruel and dishonourable. To your shame you wept. Repeating what he had said to you that very morning. About how he promised to honour you as his soul mate. How he was eager to see your bond grow and he wanted to spend some time at the alters to give thanks to luna for gifting him his female so young.

Yet he laughed, he denied all of your acusations. Called you pathetic and delusional. And painted a much more pitiful picture. Claiming youd begged for him on all fours like a truley desperate bitch in heat. That he wanted to wait because he belived you were mistaken. That he was sure you were not his mate. And he wanted some time to cool off before speaking further about it because you were hysterical.

Youd been laughed out of the village. Youd gotten yourself so worked up at that point, acted to out of chatacter that the others had belived his lies. Yet still some seemed to belive you. Or perhaps it was pity. You been told at that point to go and stay in the house of reflection. A tiny cabin away from the village normally used for people being banished for a few weeks.

It had been when you were on your way youd strayed in you dispair. Only halting when you saw the dim, frightfull trail that disappeared into the forbidden sires wood. Your pack was said to be the oldest. That you lived on the ancestral motherland. That the dark sires power lingered within the wood itself and you should be wary, for anyone could unknowingly draw him out.

Your eyes focused on the lesser traveled paths, bearly visable to the naked eye. Was he here? Did he know what he had done? Could you plead with the dark sire? Make a bargin like you could with any other god or demon? Would he show mercy?

You contemplated these thoughts, toying with them as you wandered further into the sires wood. It wasnt like anyone would see you or reprimand you for veering off the path. No one in the pack would defy the alphas heir and seek you out in your shamefull banishment.you walked quietly, mind jumping from vengeful anger and cruel hopes and wishes all the way back to sobbing panicked anxiety with a mournfull depression seeping into your bones.

And then you stepped on uneven ground. The soft earth and crunch of gravel beneath your feet pulled you from your silent weeping. You blinked pawing your eyes and glanced around you. What the?

Your feet had carried you down a shallow bank to a small stream. The trees were thicker here, yet the small stream seemed open and peacfull. It was beautiful, the clear water trickling down towards the packs village gave a gentle calming feel, the sound almost lulling you.

You spun trying to see where you had come from only to pause. The shallow bank youd walked down was actually a swooping path, curling around a huge stone. Sigils were carved into the rock face. And achient looking brick arch decorated in old runes and scripture. To stone was smooth within the arch, chisled to perfection there was ivy and moss covering some of the structure but it was mostly clear.

You inched closer to the odd stone, it was pale with tiny flecks od crystal flickering in the lowmlight of the dying sun. You could almost mistake it for light granite with quartz ingrained into it, but no? There was something different about it. You stepped back tilting your head inspecting it. And then focused on the inscription. You laughed out loud seeing the chant you'd get scolded for singing as a child. The adults said it was bad luck and draw the dark sires attention.

But that what you hoped for right now wasnt it?

"I seek the sire of these bones. Cast your shadow on my home. Hear me now answer my plea, and my soul be yours eternally" The summoning rhyme felt strange on your tongue. It was silly really, the small hex like lymirick was something children uttered in the woods late on hallows eve to frightene one another. A foolish game played in the dark like bloody mary.

You blinked waiting halfheartedly before sighing. Suddenly feeling very stupid for uttering the silly spell. Of course it wouldnt work, the dark sire and luna were nonsense! Your kind were interbred, a shifter mating gone wrong!

"Now this is a nice surprise. Its not often im called by an omega. Tell me young one are you brave or stupid?" You screamed snapping your head up and quivered as the smooth stone seemed to have filled with smoke, a dark black mist curling its way within the stone, clearing slowly revealing what appeared to be a window peaking into a cavernous space. And then you saw a dark silhouette.

"Oh, oh god i? You... your real" you staggered back from the stonework stumbling over your own feet and fell over landing in the shallow stream that ran through the darkened glenn. A part of you didnt believe your eyes, you shook your head covering your eyes, rubbing them slightly before opening again.

It was when you looked back up to saw the feared sire of your kind. He was draped in black robes from another time. The black smothered him, wafting around his form as if guided by his own awe inspiring power. He was stunning, it was unsettling. The volatile ill tempered powerfull spitefull sire that cast curses and claimed revenge was never said to be this beautiful.

He sat tall, straight in his seat. Eyes the brightest blue you had ever seen. Like two sapphires gleaming in the dark. His face was stunning, carved by the gods to give you a false sense of security. He was clearly designed to entice and tempt you. And tempt you he did, the teasing smirk on his face told you he knew. He knew you were flushed, squirming under his gaze.

"Indeed little one, now dry your eyes and speak your piece, you have a plea do you not?" his smooth voice carried clearly, a slight echo from the chamber around him causing a shiver to climb up your spine.

"I... i am... i have a request..." you stuttered, slowly realising this may have been a mistake. Perhaps in your grief you shouldn't have been so rash and tempted fate. Because now you were face to face with the sire who as a child youd prayed did not exsist, he had cursed an entire race to spite the luna.

"Oo a request? I am intrigued, just what would a delicate ripe omega scenting her first heat wish to ask of the big bad hell hound? What is it you wish to ask of your races evil sire?" His glee made you falter, eyes flicking to him to the floor. You just? There was something frightful about him. You were glad you had fallen, becuase the quivering fear that wracked you would have made your knees weak and collapse anyway.

"I suppose i have? Well er... i came to ask you to... to lift your magic, and allow me to overcome your spell and have a pup with a choosen mate, not my intended" you fumbled over your words, stumbling and stuttering terrified to insult him but more terrified to remain silent and anger him. Not that youd planned to even meet him! I mean in your spite youd fantasised about it, calling the mihty sire to your aid and have him punish mikhail for you. But it wasnt really meant to happen, or even be a possibility.

He chuckled errily and you froze. A cold chill wrapped around you, you couldn't help feeling that youd just made a grave mistake.

"Oh my dear, you are a very deciving. To think such an innocent looking female would be so very naughty. That you would seek a child outside of your precious lunas gift? Tut tut" his voice dropped, lowering to such a tone you could hear the gravel from the ground digging into the words. You paled drawing panicked breaths, as he rose. His height seeming to grew beyond what was possible.

"Im almost tempted to make you barren for even asking me to aid you in such a betrayal." The words were a violent growl. He was offended. Surely you must know his own story. His own love betraying him so calously which insighted his rage and curse. Fear gripped at you as the sire raised a hand, a deep purple miasma began to coil around it, a serpentine length of magic coiling threateningly between his fingers, glowing brighter as the seconds passed. The purple became a haze, seeping into the air reflecting his face in the vallainous light.

"No, no its not that please- he said he wanted to wait. My mate he said for us to wait before bonding, that he was going to lunas alter to thank luna for granting him a mate abut then? He betrayed me! He ripped our mating bond apart by claiming another! Raced to her bed while i waited like a fool" You cried out crawling forward slightly remaining on the ground

He paused, his magic dimming. Fingers clenching slightly threatening to kill the magic. A single brow arched and his mouth drew into a frown. You took that as a sign to continue, to expalin and plead your case. You had been wronged, just as he had all those years ago. You hoped he would give you leniency and help you in your request. You slumped back down not caring that you were sitting in the shallow stream.

"H-he wanted a slim, tall athletic female. He likes blondes. Im not... he mated and gave her the bite. I felt it, it hurt, still aches. Then lied! The pack thinks im mad, he said i was delusional when i recited the promises he made." you held a hand to your heart absentmindedly rubbing trying to sooth the physical pain the loss caused.

"I dont care for him now. I cant but? But he had me cast out of the pack for my first heat for embarasing him. I yelled and swore at him." You uttered softly, tears welling in your eyes. You mourned. Grieved for all you had lost. A home, family, mate, a pup! A life you had always wanted. To be a mother and have your own nest to raise them in. You had longed for it, so much so youd come and seek out the forbidden sire and plead for help.

You paused for a moment before locking eyes with the sire who hovered ever closer to the almost frosted madic portal sealin him from you. He was inches from it, haveing prowled closer to hear your plea.

"He has left me alone. I... all i wanted was my own mate and pup. Now i will never... now i will be forced to birth him a pup only to have them stolen by his chosen mate once the pup has weane. And then i cannot have another to raise myself. I willnever have a child or mate or home. I am completely alone, and im begging you please, please sire if its in your power at all please grant me the ability to have a second chance. Another pup one of my own, with who i chose. A pup i may keep, please dont let my mediocre looks take what i have longed for" you whimpered, slowly drawing closer to the portal. Kneeling with your head bowed in respect understanding your precarious position, awaiting what ever he decided to do.

"Poor little one. Forsaken by your mate, your goddess and soon your pack? To think you will never be the mother you wished to be. That your form wont be used to its upmost potential." The breath hitched in your throat, heart stuttering in your chest as his words caressed your form, softly slipping over you. His eyes glazeing a bright orange only to return to the impeccable blue. The icey eyes lingered on your chest he smirked showing a single fang that seemed to elongate just to pin his own bottom lip to hos lower teeth, eyes squinting with a sultry mirth. He lapping his lower lip as if to sooth it from his own sharp fang.

"It is cruel is it not? The deciet and betrayal of one promised to you? Ruining your entire existence without a care, making there own plans for you. Useing you." Hisssing words entwined themselves into an almost soothing siren song. Pretty awful words thatheld a heavy meaning hung in the air like wisps of poison. Threatening to taint your very being.

"I know of that feeling, the bitter sorrow and painfull ache. The lonliness that eats away at your very being, blackening your heart until you are made a beast of your own burden" he paused, takeing a deeper breath tilting his head at you eyes twinkling with an odd appraisal of you. Then he blinked slow heaving a deep sigh and flicked his gaze the the edges of the portal that seperated the two off you.

"You are like me arent you little omega? Alone; Truly alone with absolutely no one to hold you close in the everlasting dakness. An unworthy mate abandoning you so callously creating nothing but a bleak empty future for you" He crouched, lowering himself bending his knees shifting his weight to his tip toes. He hesitantly pressed a palm to the frosted portals barrier just above your eyesight. You flinchted with a slight yelp, still awating some form of punish,ent for dareing to even seak him out. But he hushed you drewig your eyes back to him. His palm lied flat on the opaque surface. The portal glistened shimmering around his skin in uncomfortable crackles of glistening magic.

"Yes young one,I too am alone my sweet. Rejected by my own heart, i loved her so. Adored her from afar with a longing no mortal coild ever endure. I spent a millenina waiting, hoping praying for her to notice me." You inched closer and closer, becoming invested in his words. His legend was always spoken in hushed fearful words, yet you always wondered if there was more to the tale. It would seem there was, and he seemed willing to share the story.

The sire continued, a melancholy shrouding him a deep calming acceptance surrounded him. He looked wistfull, longing. Hurt. Your chest clenched, you knew these feelings. Though yours had not had the time to ease as his did. Yours were raw, like severed nerves stining and throbbing with each breath and beat of your broken heart. But still you listened intently, as if he may indeed have a remedy for your pain.

"And then she did, she accepted me. Laughed with me, we shared our hopes and dreams with one another. I bedded her and she turned on me when the dawn broke. She used me for her own carnal pleasure. It was a game in which i would always lose"

"She fled crying wolf, had me imprisoned after spouting her lies. And then threatened to rid herself of my seed. That is why your kind only birth one child" you gasped shaking your head as you realised he was speaking of your worshiped luna. Youd thought he had loved another before her.

"No that cant be... luna would never.." you voice trailed off, there was no way? She was good, kind, pure. She was your all mother, life bringer the one you thanked for each mateing and birth. Surely she had not twisted her tale to such a degree.

"Oh but she did. I merely ensured my childs survival by curseing her very own mother. I did nothing more then curse luna" the words held a sting, a bite that only truth could provide. You knew he was speaking the truth, revealing the lunas millenina long secret.

"Contrary to what you were taught or belive. I am not the one who limited your procreation, or any other females. Nor am i the reasonmyour life mate is the only possible partner. That was seen to by luna herself when she hastily threw her spell together forour daughter gehenna. She is terribly jealous, she made you suffer her own fate" The male shrugged before sneering. His lips curling with rage and disgust. He was sickened by the past, angered and hurt. The emotions made his eyes flare brightly once more but he didnt stop. Couldnt stop, like he finally had the chance to get this off his chest. Someone was finally willing to listen. But it didnt seem like he was trying to win you over, it was more like he was getting a release hexd craved. He was venting? You felt privileged, in a fascinated frightened kind of way.

The sire heaved a deep sigh, feeling lighter after relieving himself so thoroughly. But he managed to compose himself before you truley noticed how much he had needed that. Instead of leaving you to mull over the new rendition of the old tale he smiled weakly at you. Eyes now regarding you with a thoughtful look.

"So you see I understand your pain well child. Once we are cast aside we are said to be forever alone. Yet perhaps not? All is not lost. I could still intervene as you are untouchedby that filth luna so cruely paired you with" his words caught your attention. He could help? He could actually help you conquer your mate and pack? Free you?

"Not alone? I could? You can help me?" You asked desperation clawing at your words,with painfully raw pleading on the tip of your tongue. He spike before you could utter another word.

"Of course sweetling. You have sought me out. A kindered spirit, we have been wronged young one. A great injustice brought about by self-righteous fools that would mock us for our loving hearts, they would celebrate in our misery. Watch as we descend into the darkest depths of loathing and dispair" he grinned down at you and brought his hand to his chest dipping his head forward. You sniffled, pawing at your eyes wimpering trying to fend off the tears. But it was hard as his words resounded around you. Reiterating your fate making it a reality.

"Hush my dear, its okay. Would you like to know what ixd do for you? Yes? Oh my little darling I would see and end to that suffering before it has even truly began. It would be such a shame to let you go without the love of a pup. It would be a travesty for such a young gentle obedient omega to be denied that which she craves so desperately" you nodded with him, feeling your heart thinder in your chest. But the dread and fear coiling in your gut softened as he began cooing softly. Drawing you closer, tempting you.

"I can remove lunas selfish magic from you, allow you to be the exception to the rule. Twist the wretched restrictions thus turning the tide in your favour and gift you pups" he finally admitted offering you a empathetic look. Eyes sparkling with promise.

"You will? You can i didnt?! I wasnt sure; thank you! Thank you so much" you sobbed quietly, hanging your head crying into your hands softly as the relief washed over you.

"Ah ah, hold on a moment sweet girl. With everything there is a price, all magic has an exchange. Whats given must be taken from somewhere and there is a cost to this boon." He said quickly, tapping a finger against the portal drawing your eyes back up to him.

"Though your womb will ripen once more, it will be at the expense of your life mates own virility. Do you know what that would mean pet?" He asked gently

"Th-that Mikhail would become sterile?" You asked slowly wiping your nose and patting your eyes wanting to retain some sort of dignity and not wpbe seen as a completely pathetic child.

"Indeed. And one other thing my sweet girl. It must be me who gifts you the pups. Myself" you swore his fangs lengthened again at his admission. The sire sat still watchingnyou from his chamber, a predtory glint in his eye. Hunger of the flesh. You blinked up at him not understanding for a moment then it dawned on you.

"You? That means I'd? That we would have to?" You trailed off pointing between yourself and him. The penny dropped and you began to blush realising he meant to mate you himself. Oh god?! Sex with him? You couldnt!

"We would have to bond and mate. Just as you would have with your own mate had he not been so blind"

"But you said it was luna who made us fertile in our bond. I-if you give me fertility why would i need to?" You questioned becoming flustered. But you couldnt deny you werent entirely agaist the idea. He was a very handsome male. Godly even, beautiful and powerfull a prefect mate to protect you and you pup. He smiled shaking his head showing off his perfectly sculpted face, enjoying the way you drank in his form, this time imagening him naked.

"My sweet girl, i cannot completly remove a hex that has been bred in to you over generations. I am powerfull but even i have my limitations. I can tweak things, alter and twist the magic untill it is in your favour. I can grant you your pups, but only within a mating bond. This is the most i can offer you omega" his explanation rang out with a sense of finality putting his offer on the table so to speak.

"I? But i dont know how would we? I mean if we do... im here and your there.." you frowned still trying to figure out if he was toying with you. Afterall it was said he was a trickster. He could just be telling you what you want to hear, preying on your moment of weakness.

"Well you would have to free me my sweet female. Theres no other way around it. You have that ability, all omega do. You just need to ask. Just reach for me, let me bond you. Become my anchor in your realm and guide me through to you" he chuckled at you, half amused at you trying to poke holes in his deal and find loop holes, and half proud of his prospective omega. You were a quick thinking little thing with a good head on your shoulders

"F-free you? But... wont that be bad? You might hurt someone?" He paused, regarding you for a moment. So that was it. You were concerned he'd live up to his reputation and harm someone. It was sweet, in a sad kind of way. Your loving heart wanted to protect those around you even when they cut you so deep. He found his voice once more and began tomcrfully weave his web. He could see you giving him a future, the more he learned of you the more he needed you. You were his salvation he could taste it.

"On the contrary my sweet omega, it will be glorious. I will serve you faithfully. Not only love and cherish you but destroy all who would seek to harm my mate and children."

"You would be the mate of one of the ancient beings. All my power will be yours to command I assure you, I will reward you. Id sow my seed within you again and again untill we have our own litter. I would make us our very own safe haven, give you your own pack to rule"His silver tongue contined to work its magic, useing his words carefully making sure you knew exactly what he was offering. He'd give you a life tht others envied if only youd release him from his imprisonment.

"L-litter? More then one? You can... thats, no one ever" you uttered breathlessly. U able to think of such a thing. It was too much to hope for, but then again? It was magic. He was casting a spell, breaking a curse. So it could be possible, couldnt it?

Seeing you come around, thinking over his words and the possibilities he could make a reality he spoke once again. Building on what he had said. Painting a picture for you tempting you with a life no other omega had been blessed with.

"I will gift you your males virility, he can mate with humans over and ofer can he not? Leaving a trail of filthy half bloods? I would give you anything you asked for. I would create a family and pack just to spite our selfish life mates."

"Gift you as many pups as you like. I will see you birth twins, triplets! And i will do more then that. I will fight for you. Kill that pitiful alpha of yours and force your mate to watch as you; his denied omega become the envy of all females! bareing pup after pup.I will make you the luna, all will worship you. Even the goddess herself would watch your glory. Packs far and wide all bow to you. The single female who bore her own pack. The one beautiful omega capable of birthing sliblings" his rant became almost desperate. His eye glowing and blown wide. But even through to almost manic decleration you didnt feel threatened. No, only inspired. He was swaying you didnt seem to care. Maybe you were to lost in your own head to realise. Or maybe your pack had just crossed one line too many.

"I dont want to rule... i just want family. Pups and love" he chuckled once more, the honestly in your statment was adorable. It remided him that you were but a tiny wisp of a thing. Youd settle for a single child and tiny home. Yet he would give you the world should you free him.

"I will give that to you. I swear to you, i will cherish you as my saviour, my mate and my wife. I can make you a mother over and over. Imagine a small battalion of pups at our feet." You sighed, smiling. You could imagine that, an army of tiny feet running around you. Pudgy hands reaching for you calling out mama with happy smiling faces. You wanted that, longed for it!

"Imagine the look on your mates face when he sees you as pack luna. When he and his chosen harlot bow to you. When they spy you pregnant again, with a pup already on your hip. Imagine forcing that blonde cunt to tend to you. Watching longingly as you birth another and another while she remains bonded to a sterile 'prized' male. Imagine knowing our little secret~ that youve mated the sire of all sires. That your pups father is the most powerful of all. Imagine knowing that mate and his disrespectful whore will endure a fate they had so cruely tried to bestow upon you?" you drew a breath as the sire words grew harsh, menacing. Yet you didnt feel shame or fear. No. You felt a deep burning need.

Yes. Yes you wanted that to, not just a pup but you wanted something more. You wanted revenge. You wanted to taste a victory over the male who'd thrown you aside so quickly. Wanted to ruin him, make him pay the price. You wanted to force him to endure this painfull fear. You wanted to be in control. To taste power, to know what it felt like to be protected by a powerfull male. To birth heirs and have a bloodline. But most of all? You wanted to be vindicated. To prove yourself worthy when your pack decided you wasnt.

"I... is it bad that i want that? I want them to... to know, to get their just deserts" you uttered slowly trying to feel some guilt, or shame. Something! Anything!

"No. Its natural my girl. You want retribution, you crave for karma and fairness. And you crave justice so much you have sought out the one they fear. I commend you for it. Your bravery has touched me. I can say our bond will not be a loveless one. I dare say you'll spend a majorityof your time full of me one way or another" He grinned at you, cooing sweetly before praising you. He understood, and didnt judge. It made you relax it was as if you were asking permission. And he had granted it.

"So what do you say little one? Will you free me? Set me loose on those who have turned their back on you? Allow me to provide you with everything you are owed? Will you let me cater to your every whim for the rest of your mortal life?" The sore finally asked stareing at you in a kox of excitement and knowing. As if he already knew the answer youd give him, like he didnt need to ask properly.

"I shouldnt. They say you are silver tongued. A trickster that will twist words into fairytales to seek your own end. That you will destory our kind, run us into the ground" your voice quivered, eyes glossjng over once more as you tried to clrea your head once more. Surely you cant really be consideringnthis? It was maddness!

"Why would I destroy what i put on this earth? I created your race in lunas womb. I wont destroy it, i want to nourish it. To give it new strength. New life" he argued softly, bareing himself in the most intimate of ways. He may be coniving, hurt and so etimes bitterly cruel. But he did want to boost the race he helped sire. He never intended something born of his love to become so painfully unhappy. He sometimes regretted his first born and the suffering her creation had caused to so many. He couldnt take it back, but he could help if given the chance. This was his chance.

"You wont cast me aside?" You whispered to him, barely letting out a sound. Frightened he'd only toy with you and throw you aside. You were hurt and afraid of being used again.

"Absolutly not. I will make you a shinning beacon to all. You will remain by my side. I swear on gehennas memory. On the blood even." The conviction in his words sounded true. But you couldnt held doubt them. Mikhail had been convincing, whats to say you wouldnt fall for another males bluff once more?

"Look at me omega" you did. Snappingnyour gaze to the stern male. He looked frightfull, lips a thin line brows furrowed. Yet there was a softness to his eyes. Something sincere and almost pained, he looked hurt. Pleading almost? Like he just wanted someone to trust in him.

"I make an oath to you. Release me and you will not know loneliness, or pain or suffering again. Accept me as your mate, i will see to the rest" you sat still for a moment, debating the stories of this creature. He was said to be deceitful, to have lied and bedded the luna and curse her for daring to fall pregnant against his wishes.

But it would seem it was the luna who had been deceitful. She had lied, twisted the tale and she was to reason for the mating bonds restrictions. A mistake in a hasty spell within the blood fucking over generations of females.

“I want you to look at me while I do it.” he gruffs. You’re distracted by the musculature in his arm as he moves his fingers deeper into you. You grab his arm, trying to hold him back .

“Noooo.No. You want this remember? You want me to fuck you on the couch like a whore. Huh?” He asks. You bite your lip trying not to let the sounds of pleasure escape. You dig your nails into his forearm, trying to distract yourself from allowing your mind to go crazy. “Don’t fukcing touch me!” He says grabbing your wrist and holding it down above your head. You’re acutely aware now of the sound coming from between your legs and that mixing with the string of moans from your mouth, makes you try to twist out of his grasp in embarrassment. He paws at your waist, momentarily releasing your wrists and you twist free. You roll off of the couch and onto the floor,crawling away from him, his t-shirt falling into your face.He grabs the hem of the shirt pulling you back to him. 

“You wanna run away eh?” 

You hear him moving behind you, and while you manage to kick your heels into his thigh he doesn’t seem to mind. You feel him take your hips in both of his hands. You twist again,and he grunts, pushing you down .

“Stop fucking moving!” he grabs your hair, pulling your face back to him. He holds you under your chin, pulling your face back to meet his. 

“Baby stop moving okay? You don’t wanna fight me off,do you?” You grit your teeth not rewarding him with a response. 

“You don’t want me now hm?”......... “you don’t want me to fuck your little pussy?”

You feel him humping your butt as he talks, pushing you down. 

You squirm and he tightens his grip on you again. 

“Shhhh shhh shhh.” he sushes you, brushing your hair back from your face. You hear him rustling with his pants behind you. “You want me to give you a baby right love?” you squeeze your thighs and despite not wanting to show it, you can hear the loud squish of your juices as  you move. He does too and it causes a low growl to erupt from his throat. He slides himself up and down your folds humming to himself, as he spreads your liquid excitement around. 

“Fuuuck you get so wet just thinking about me cumming inside you. Don’t you babe?” He moves his hand up from your chin and covers your mouth so, you can’t respond. Pulling his pants further down you moan into his hand before he pushes into you. You moan into his hand again, and when he takes it back you can hear yourself begging “ Please.”

“Please what baby? Say it louder” he pulls out and pulses back into you painstakingly slowly. You can feel yourself fighting to be quiet. He uses your hair as a handle, pulling your head back. 

“I said be louder. I want to hear when you cum for me.” 

“I’m not gonna cum from you acting like this .”

“Yea?” he smacks you on the ass “You don’t like being my little whore anymore?”

You whimper outu a “No.” 

“Mmmm I think you do.” he grumbles, continuing to fuck into you unbearably slowly.  

“Please just-” you beg

“Just what baby?”he teases you again.

“I- I” 

“Use your fucking words.” he pulls out slowly but, pushes in with such force that he rams into you. You can tell that by his pacing he won’t be able to last in you much longer. You make it worse for him by finally allowing yourself to moan , you know how your sounds get to him. He grunts out this time grabbing both your hips and pounding into you mercilessly.Your noises get louder and louder and you can feel some of the wetness you have both made trickling down the back of your thigh. 

“Fuck. You’re so fucking tight on my cock baby.” he cries out, wanting to push you more. Your only focus  is the sound of his breath in your ears and the feeling between your legs.

“Jesus.Shut-up!” he yells,covering your mouth again.This time he pounds into you mercilessly, moaning loudly as he does so. He empties himself into grunting heartily. He strokes from the base of his cock into you, making sure you don’t lose a drop. He gets up, leaving you there. You lay on the floor thankful for the breather, momentarily trying to stretch out next to the coffee table. You roll yourself over, taking in the silence before you hear him stomp back towards you. He lays on top of you, grabbing you by the throat and kissing you intently. Your arms snake around his neck and while he remains in control you can feel his power waning. His grip tightens on your neck as you hear the familiar whir of the vibrator wand. And your hands go up to cover your face again.

“Oh my god! Hen -I can’t-” your protest

“Shhhhh. Shh.shhhh. You know” he begins, slowly dragging the wand down your body. “Statistically, you stand a better chance of getting pregnant if you cum too.” He leans down kissing you again, “So I think,for my daughter’s sake” he finally presses it to you “we better get to it hmmm?”

An hour later you find yourself completely exasperated, sweating in his arms. 

“It wasn’t that terrible you know.” you say looking up at him. He sighs, rolling you over on the floor to look at him.

“From the second that kid comes into the world, I want her to know she is cherished and special and important. I don’t want her to ever hear me call you out of your name ya know?” 

You sigh, meeting his gaze. “Baby, she is going to know that, no matter what. She’s going to see love in how we interact with each other everyday. And if she overhears us by accident once,we’ll sit her down and explain relationships to her like an adult, instead of being super weird about it.” you laugh

“I am not being super weird!” he protests poking you in the ribs. 

“You are! You think she won’t have her own kinks when she grows up ?” He covers his ears with both of his hands, in the most childish act imaginable. 

“Babe! Henry!” you call prying his arms from his head. You giggle as you roll on top of him. He moves his hands,holding your face in them instead. 

“Make me a promise love?”

“What’s that?” you ask. Kissing him, completely distracted by his jawline and bright blue eyes. 

“Promise me. No matter what, I never have to know what any of our kids' kinks are?”

“O! So I have to be traumatized alone!?!” He quiets you with a kiss again. 

“Please,” he whispers. 

‘Hello there,                       Welcome to the Official Cavillry Fan Club, we are delighted to get a request from you for the purchase of a VIP fan card. The card comes in two packages , I am sure everybody is eagerly waiting to meet you as our newest member. I believe you already have a good idea about the activities of our club. However, as a custom, I would like to give you an overview. First, we are a club of private members, and we look after them, their family members and close relatives whenever they need help. Apart from that, we do some voluntary and philanthropic work for the benefit of our community and town. Our community works include but are not limited to, planting trees, helping poor and homeless people, and collecting and distributing food and clothes among destitute people. We will be highly pleased to have you with us, and I believe you would enjoy your club membership benefits, privileges and community work with us. I hope that you will feel pleased to be a part of the club. The VIP card comes in two different packages,

The Gold Package. The Silver Package.

Each package comes with different benefits,  general conditions apply to the registration, ownership and use of the Cavillry VIP-Membership Card.The Gold Package:  As a GOLD member, you can enjoy a range of benefits that makes your stay extra comfortable. It gives you the opportunity for expense paid trips and accommodations at fan meetings, parties and events by organized by members of the Club And the management. Be able to connect with Henry cavill himself, for a meet and greet private time, autographs, business ideas, assistance launching of unreleased movie, Shooting of movies in session and also stranding the chance to get to stare in movies with Henry Caill himself. Offers an ambassadorship for Henry's ongoing Company. This packages also gives you the opportunity to partake in activities to be able to be chosen as the best member of the club by active impacts and contributions made in the club.The winner walks away with a home at their desired location, A car and $30,000 cash prize.

Terms and conditions

-This Cavillry card is not a credit/debit or ATM card. -The card balance is redeemable for available merchandise purchase for an upcoming company that constitutes of valuable products sold by Henry and his management -This card is valid for 12 calendar months from the month of activation. -To redeem the balance, user has to contact the management at the time of purchase - Maximum monthly payment of money sent in your gold  card by management is $3000 - This Cavillry Card is not valid until activated. -Activation of card may take up to 4Hours from the time of purchase - This card will not be replaced or refunded if lost or stolen -No return policy is applicable on the Cavillry cards.

The Silver Package :  As a SILVER member, you'll also some other range of benefits, it gives you the opportunity to participate in Organized events by other member of the club, and stand the chance of winning by becoming Gold member automatically, you get to hear the latest news and happenings around and within Henry Cavill himself. As a silver member you also engage in activities organized by the management in other to stand the chance of winning  a cash prize of $30,000. and a job opportunity  at Henry's ongoing company. 

Terms and conditions -This Cavillry card is not a credit/debit or ATM card. -This card is valid for 6 calendar months from the month of activation. -To redeem the balance, user has to contact the management at the time of purchase - Maximum monthly payment of money sent in your gold card by management is $1000 - This Cavillry Card is not valid until activated. -Activation of card may take up to 4Hours from the time of purchase - This card will not be replaced or refunded if lost or stolen -No return policy is applicable on the Cavillry cards.Cost Of Purchase Gold VIP Membership Card - ( $3000). Silver VIP Membership Card- ($1800).We would be delighted to get a feedback from you on your choice of purchase of the VIP card in other to proceed with the registration and purchase. We'll  forward to many years of rewarding association.

Ast mgmt        David Hanson.’

She felt bad about it. All those followers she had gained since she joined Tumblr that waited for the next chapters. Frustrated Y/N took her phone and started to scroll through her dashboard, hoping that some of her favourite blogs could give her some comfort. Soon she found a story that she loved dearly, "Close-Up/ Up-Close" from nashibirne. Damn was she talented, all her stories were so amazing and well written that Y/N could just wish for being as good as her one day. There were so many super talented writers in that fandom... Which fandom you might ask yourself now... well "witchersgirl91" was obviously a part of Henry Cavill's fandom. She was part of it since she saw the mighty white wolf on Netflix in 2019.

Intrigued and fascinated by his acting skills she digged deeper and soon found fanfics about him, something she read the last time in her teens. Inevitably Y/N fell down the Tumblr rabbit hole and what started as silent reader led soon into a "writing career". Well sometimes she had to remind herself, that she was writing for herself at first hand and that besides the number of likes and reblogs the most important thing was that she herself liked her stories. Up until now Y/N made quite a decent number of followers and found some incredible friends online. One of them she even talked to daily and Y/N was happy to have her in her live because she came close to an older sister she never had. Scrolling further down her dash Y/N found another gem she had already read before but "henryobsessed" "The Widow and the Witcher" was totally worth another go through. In contrast to Y/N many of the writers on Tumblr wrote not just only rpf about Henry himself but also fics about his many characters. Especially diegosbutt who wrote incredible stories about Henry's Captain Syverson. After half an hour into reading about The Witcher and his romance with the handsome widow Y/Ns Instagram notifications came to life. The object of desire, Mr. Cavill himself finally had posted something again. Damn him... such a tease Y/N thought to herself as she looked at the pictures. At first there was a sweet pic of Kal sniffing at some grapes at a vineyard, so gorgeous and heart-warming. Mr. C knew exactly how much in love his fans were with his fury companion. But the third slide made Y/N gasp in shock... "Holy crap these motherfu*****" The photo showed Henry on a boat in nothing else but swimming shorts. His hair all natural and curly, his strong hairy chest nicely on display, a Caipirinha in his hand and the most beautiful smile on his lips. He looked so stunning, relaxed and sexy as hell. So here comes the thirst trap Y/N thought. As she scrolled through the comments below the post she saw that the thirst had already begun. Well who was she to judge anyone, she wasn’t any better. Henry Cavill lived rent free in her mind most of all time and honestly these swimming trunks and his body did things to her and she involuntarily clenched her thighs together, heat spreading through her core. Y/N let her mind flow for a bit and then BANG "plot bunny alert". She was exited, for the first time in weeks she had an idea for a story. Y/N stood up, nearly spilled her coffee and walked over to her desk where her sketchbook laid. Yes, a sketchbook, Y/N was a little old-fashioned when it came to creativity, she had to write down her ideas onto paper, just let the words flow and make them persistent with ink.

Ok so this one will be pure pwp, but that’s a good start to go back to business and the cavillry will hopefully love it anyways. And so Hidden Treasure came to live.

Hidden Treasure:

you were finally living your dream and made it to be a part of the second season of the Witcher. Even if you were just an extra with just a short amount of screen time, it did not matter to you, you were extremely grateful for this opportunity. It was your sixth week on set now and you were still completely mesmerized by the detailed work and the fantastic world the producers had created. what made your work all the more exciting was the fact that you had a massive crush on the lead actor Henry Cavill. Up until now caught glimpses of him during lunch breaks and when you saw him leaving the hair and makeup trailer. Admiring him from afar was more than you had ever hoped for. He lived rent free in your mind for quite a while now and was one of the reasons why you fell in love with the series. To see him in real life now did things to you. Nearly every night you laid in your trailer and got off to thinking about Henry in his Geralt costume. You were fully content with that situation because you would never even consider that Henry would notice you. But in the last two weeks you had the strange feeling that he watched you during your small scenes and your fight training... but honestly that must have been your mind playing a trick… never would THE Henry Cavill look out for a small nobody like you but nonetheless you enjoyed the feeling of being seen and important.

Today you got a notice from the producers that you needed to go to another filming area with just a small part of the team. Just the two other extras, the producers and camera crew and Henry. As you heard them talk about it your heart nearly stopped... how should you survive this? Watching Henry from afar was one thing but being in the same space as him for nearly two days was something completely different. You knew you would be constantly aroused by his presence and just hoped that you could hide it to not embarrass yourself in front of your bosses.

When you reached your destination it soon became clear that there weren’t enough bedrooms for everyone. So, you needed to share a room with the two other extras. That was no problem for you because you liked your female colleagues very much and the three of you had much fun together, they even made fun of your crush sometimes. After you put your bags in your room you already had to go to hair and make up to get ready for the scene. As you opened the door you thought you must faint. Henry himself sat in one of the chairs... topless, his broad chest on display... his wig already on his head... without thinking you clenched your legs together as a heat started to spread from your centre "get your fucking act together..." you scolded yourself silently and stepped into the trailer and greeted Henry with a short and shy Hello. He looked up to you and met your eyes with one of his Hollywood smiles... "gosh that jawline “As you sat down in your chair you felt how wet your panties already were and started to shift uncomfortably. As subtle as possible you tried to clench your thighs to get some release. From the corner of your eye you thought you saw Henry smirking but you tried not to think about it too much. You grabbed the script in front of you and started to read through the scene for today ... and that hit you hard. Now you knew why Henry was topless... it was another bathing scene in a pond in the woods. great now you had to endure your arousal for the whole goddamn day and you couldn’t do anything about it.

In between the several takes it felt like Henry could smell and sense your arousal and the slick between your folds because every once in a while, he looked at you with an undefinable spark in his eyes...and if you wouldn’t know it better you could have thought that his eyes seemed to be blown by lust... that thought alone nearly drove you mad. You prayed for the day to find an end so that you could finally provide yourself some relief.

Which wasn’t as easy as you thought it would be because obviously you had to share your bedroom and the bathroom too. so, you had to wait until everyone fell asleep and slip into the empty and dark bathroom on the 2nd floor. Fortunately, you had packed your pink dildo so you were able to fill yourself up while dreaming of Henry. As you stepped into the dark room you wasted no more time and placed the dildo onto the wall in the shower and dropped your panties to the floor, they were of course soaking wet from all day’s arousal. You started to play with yourself slowly, stroking your sensitive folds and your clit gently. But you were already so worked up that you needed a quick release. In one swift move you pushed your tight cunt against the dildo on the wall, closed your eyes and imagined Henry grabbing you by your hips and pounding into you relentlessly. You started to moan and shiver... the feeling of Henrys cock inside of you made you dizzy ... he felt so good hitting your cervix with each deep thrust "Oh fuck Henry...harder... deeper...fuck me please" escaped your lips without thinking. You circled your clit to the rhythm of your slapping hips already near the edge to earth-shaking pleasure. You felt your own juices flow down your thighs and kept on fucking yourself with the toy, throwing your head back your moans grew louder and louder. You already lost it now but what was your undoing was your imagination playing you the trick of Henrys deep guttural growl while he pounded even deeper and harder than before "fuck... ahh.. Henry ... I am Cumming" with shaking limps you fell over the edge and your release gushed down between you. With closed eyes you rode out your orgasm not aware of the fact that the growl you heard wasn’t born out of your imagination... not in the slightest.

What you didn’t know was the fact that Henry was as worked up from the day as were you. What you didn’t know was the fact that Henry had a crush on you since he saw you first. What you didn’t know was the fact that he needed his sweet release as well and came to the empty bathroom for the exact same reason as you...with the only difference that he didn’t find it empty. In your haste you did not close the door properly and as Henry stood in front of the door he heard your silent moans and the squelching sound of your wet pussy around the dildo. He slowly and carefully pushed the door a little more open and nearly lost his mind seeing you standing there pleasuring yourself in the most sinful but sexiest way. He pulled down his briefs a bit so his already hard cock sprang free and started to stroke himself. Precum dripping down his length. He knew it would not take long for him to cum with the sight you provided and he had to bite his lip hard not to make a sound. but as he heard you moan his name he could not hold back his deep growl ... which surprisingly sent you over the edge hard and fast... that sight alone brought him to ecstasy as well and he spilled himself over his fist. As he came down from his high he was sure about one thing... he needed to have you... he needed to search this hidden treasure.

She dropped her pen, leaned back in her chair and could feel the adrenaline rush...yes that’s it... that’s a good piece to come back into action. Now the only thing was to post again. Hopefully her old followers would like what she wrote and maybe she could gain some more. Half an hour later she already had the first notifications on her story and could fall asleep grateful and with of course Henry in mind.