Ah yes. I might if gone a little rough on Darlin this time. Uh so uh heads up.
Quinn’s smile was manic and crazed as he stared at Darlin. Their forehead pressed against the ground and shoulder trembling as they held back sobs. Tears just barely held back. Quinn glanced down to Sam, the other vampire was staring at Darlin. His wolf- how dare this vampire be looking at his wolf? Quinn’s manic smile turned into violent snarl at this thought. Quinn pressed his foot down harder into Sam’s chest.
“Quinn!” Darlin yelled, desperate while pulling their head up, “Please! I beg you! Dammit! Don’t hurt him!” The damn of tears had broken.
“You know, love” Quinn started, “being in your knees is a great look for you.” He moved his foot from Sam and began walking over to Darlin. Sam groaned and rolled on to his front, reached his arm out and grasped Quinn’s ankle. He wanted Quinn to stop, for him to get away from Darlin but his weak break was broken.
“However.” He cooed, “you life doesn’t mean much wolfy. You throw it away at the drop of a hat.” He paused as he stood tall over Darlin, looking down at the crying wolf. Quinn raised a hand and struck Darlin, sending the wolf to the ground with a thud. They let out a whimper of pain and cupped their now bleeding face, but they didn’t fight back. Sam growled. That’s the first time Darlin heard him growl. Quinn planted a kick into Darlin’s stomach causing them to retch.
“S-Stop!” Sam groaned as Quinn continued his brutal beat down on Darlin. Sam was badly hanging on, his eyes glued on Darlin.
“How about a life for life?” Quinn reached down and grasped Darlin’s hair and lifted their head. He was face to face with Darlin. Their face bruised and bloodied, only one of their eyes were visible. “You’ll do anything for him? Hmmm?”
“Fuck you.” Darlin growler between coughs and growls. Quinn laughed and grasped a hand around their throat.
“Who could I get you to kill?” Quinn breath brushed against Darlin’s face. “Mmh. Maybe that unempowered friend of yours. That’d be ironic.”
Quinn took a moment to slam Darlin back to the ground, knocking the wind out of them. As they gasped for air, Quinn dropped himself down and straddled Darlin’s waist.
“Or how about your Alpha?” Quinn grasped Darlin’s throat again when they let a out growl, a deep and heavy one. Their expression switched from fearful to anger. How dare he? How fucking dare he!
“Oh no. I’ve got a better idea. How about David’s pretty little mate?”
