#fallen-alpha-duke

[defectivelabwolf]

@fallen-alpha-duke

If she could feel fear, she’d be quivering in front of the older wolf as he talked to the guard in front of her. But Tesla didn’t know fear, just that every time Master Duke took her out of her cage, she came back broken. And that wasn’t the most pleasant. It always took her so long to heal after their sessions.

But the interactions also let her learn new things, so she practically wagged her tail at that trade off for the physical treatment. But she also knew not to speak to Master Duke unless he addressed her, and currently he was talking to Guard Ortega, so she waited until Ortega laughed and unlocked the cage, pulling her to the man. “At least try to bring her back breathing this time, Duke. Most of us like to fuck her when she’s intact.”

[edcn]

Irritated about not getting the desired raise out of Eden, Isla sets out to keep her word and tell those her dear sister holds close who her sister truly is. The one eyed wolf is first on her list, finding him isn’t all too hard. Seeing what her little sister saw in him on the other hand, was. Would Eden be near she’d tsk her, for her taste. A wannabe cowboy, really?

“ Duke, ” she addresses him “ Right? ” // @fallen-alpha-duke​

[edcn]

She makes it out of the house before Evie comes home, she’d hide until at least the visable injuries are healed, hood pulled deep into her face, she crosses the town. She doesn’t want to be alone—- not right now.

It’s autopilot, that leads her to Duke, she spots the wolf out on his property, lingering near a fence that looks rather new. “ Hi, ” she greets him quietly, standing a little off to the side, a little behind him. The hood she keeps pulled into her face, hiding the split and swollen lip that’s still sore and only slowly healing, along with the bruised cheek. It’s late, getting dark already, perhaps he wouldn’t notice right away, giving her more time to figure out what to tell him. She’d prefer to say nothing at all, to just forget. Distraction would help- “ You becoming a cowboy now? ”  // @fallen-alpha-duke​

[edcn]

Her surprise when Evie had mentioned that Duke, out of everyone in Covaire that could have offered help, had offered to monitor her little wolf hasn’t vanished when she enters his bar. She knows they’re not going to be best buddies and that even though he tries for her sake, to ease up on his hatred of prisoners, at least where Evie was concerned, he wouldn’t handle her with kid gloves; but this was a first step. A massive first step. The vampiress slips into her usual seat right at the bar, she’s served her usual order too. Perks of being a regular—- of being on the owners good side, a smile tugs on her lips as she thanks the server. “ Is Duke here? ” he hadn’t been home so the bar was her next  best idea. // @fallen-alpha-duke​

[edcn]

She’s still uneasy, is still absolutely on edge after her encounter with—- with Isla. Her—- her sister had ran before she had been able to fully progress what exactly had transpired, without leaving her a chance to stop her, the promise of you will regret not making sure I’m dead, heavily hanging in the air. 

It’s the need to find Isla before anything terrible could happen is, what drives Eden out onto the streets of Covaire, instead of giving into the desire to not just wall herself in mentally but also physically.

[edcn]

“ There you are, ” she’d stopped by his property, had found the house empty so the bar had been the only logical consequence after. It’s where they first had met too—- it’s been a while since she lad last seen him, considering he had been traveling. An ability she envied him for. Well, not traveling she could do that but she couldn’t travel with Evie since her little wolf couldn’t leave the city’s limits. “ Long time no see. ” she hums, a smile tugging on her lips when she slips on one of the bar stools. “ How is my favourite grumpy wolf? ” // closed starter for @fallen-alpha-duke​

[edcn]

They had discussed it before, that she could stay at his place, watch his horses so that he can go run—- the topic had come up again, while she had spend the previous night with him. He had given her instructions, along with his shot-gun, just in case before she had moved to the stables, finding an elevated spot there, that allowed her a good view of her surroundings. “Have fun,” she’d called over her shoulder before hand. This was the part she would probably never understand—- but that was fine, she didn’t need to, to know he’d been craving to go out running for a while now.

She simply waits, the shot gun in hand, senses sharp and ready to ward off any wolf that dared to come close; for Duke to come back or sunrise, whichever would come first. // @fallen-alpha-duke​

[edcn]

Companion piece. 

She knows better than to be worried when she finds the door ajar, Duke had been better, his sight had returned. Though she is alert regardless when she slips into his deserted home. It is easy to assume that nothing is out of place, the chaos that had greeted her the last time she was here still very much existed.

But there is more. A little something out of place, no that’s not it—- it’s rather something is missing. His guns, she notes, are gone, and there is something in the back of her mind that itches, something she can’t grasp immediately but it’s the solution to the equation she hasn’t yet fully pieced together. 

Either way, it is obvious that he is gone. That he had left on his own terms too... the answer to whether or not he’d come back she finds scribbled on some junk-mail. 

Fancy that.

She finds a pen among the mess and leaves a note herself before she leaves again, a whiskey bottle she decides he won’t miss to make up for the fact that he’s gone.

                                          “Call me when you’re back. — E”