Tiny, but Mighty.

Iliana Mueller. 23. Werewolf. “A wolf does not concern herself with the opinions of sheep.” About Page.

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charlottevcltaire:

Charlotte turned around to look at Iliana now. She was beginning to get quite frustrated with the wolf who had too big of a mouth. She had to realize that there were some people she could not talk to as she pleased. Her gaze narrowed slightly as she stepped closer to the brunette. “Jamie will come to I or Caleb. You’ve done right to come to me. Now, that you’re done with your ever so bright suggestions, Tell me.”

Sensing frustration was pretty simple. Or, maybe Iliana just knew she was getting a little too big for her britches. Either way, she pulled back, just for the sake of what she was actually coming to talk about, not wanting to kill her chances before she even opened her mouth. “There’s a witch who’s not with the Cabellos, and I think it would be helpful. To have witches on our side. And, she’s nice, and I don’t want to see her killed, so.. would we ever consider that? I mean, she doesn’t have to be your best friend, but.. just kind of a ‘you scratch our back, we scratch yours’ kind of thing?”

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witchytess-bennett:

“Trust me, that is one thing that is never going to happen,” Tess promised her. The day that she sided with the Cabellos was the day that hell opened up and swallowed them all whole. Actually that was a thing that was slightly plausible with everything that was going on in Maddox. But Iliana was the one person Tess could say was her friend in the town. She wouldn’t want to do anything that would hurt her. “Are you doubting my awesome powers?” she said with a smirk to try and be more light-hearted. “I have many tricks up my sleeve.”

Iliana nodded slowly, shrugging one shoulder. It wasn’t that hard to believe. The pack wasn’t exactly welcoming to anyone who wasn’t a werewolf. “I hope you’re right.” She answered softly, trying to soften the mood with a weak smile which eventually turned into a bigger one, “Oh yeah, totally doubting them. I mean, fire is pretty rad, but I still haven’t seen you shift into a wild beast.” She joked, knowing Tess knew Iliana’s love for magic, even more than her own.. talent. “Are you gonna kill them?”

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leoxcabello:

“I’m sorry I lied to you. I assure it won’t happen again,” he told her firmly, closing the space between them, letting his hand rest on the bar behind her. Her question made him crack a smile. “Only if it’s working.”

“I’ll believe it when you prove it. But, you’re forgiven.” She smirked as well,  “I’m gonna keep that my dirty little secret, though.. for now.” She winked, quickly kissing to his cheek, whispering “This could have been so much funner. Should have kept me mad. I do really fun things when I’m mad.” in his ear, before walking towards the door, “ But - until next time.” 

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charlottevcltaire:

“Sh!” Charlotte barked at the person behind her. There was no need to turn her attention around, for she’d smelt their approach before her ears had picked up the fine steps and crunch their weight left behind against the ground. Her attention had been turned towards a few guards as they spoke, hoping to catch anything that would soon come in handy. “Be quiet. I can’t hear if you keep making all that noise.”

Iliana raised a brow, her eyes nearly rolling to the back of her skull as the Alpha’s wife barks an order at her - one that’s ridiculous, too. “They’re not going to be outright talking strategy anywhere in the open, Charlotte. It’s useless to keep tailing them. We just gotta keep living life until one of them makes a move. Unless you’d like to move first and start an inevitable war that we can’t win.” She sighed, crossing her arms across her chest, tapping her foot, “I came to ask a question. For one of the witches, and I think you’d be better to talk to than Caleb. Jamie probably would have been the easiest, but.. you’re right here, so.. do you have a minute?”

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                                                                           For such a petite girl,                                                         She sure brings a lot of chaos.

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{ peace offering } iliana + ryan

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ryan-of-maddox:

It’s a thought that makes him nervous, and he doesn’t like to admit that even to himself, much less to her. He can’t find a way to wrap his brain around being worried about her, much less to her about it in a way she’d believe or understand. And sometimes he wonders why she’s with him (often, actually, he often wonders) because she must know he’s not good for her. She must know his heart isn’t in it the way it should be. 

But then again. Here he fucking is. Time and time again. Here, with her, worrying about her, gripping her, bruising her, arguing with her—but all to the same end. To keep her from doing something stupid. To keep her around, even when all he thinks he wants it to get the hell away from her a while. 

It never lasts. 

“Well. It it makes you feel any better, I’m sorry he was an ass. Seems like a fucking selfish thing to do, leaving family behind. You know I’m not going to be the first to defend him. You stuck your neck out for him, and he turned his back on you, by the sounds of it, so as far as I’m concerned, he can suck my dick. But… like I said. I get it. He’s family. And I dunno… for your sake, I hope he comes around. Honestly, if you want my honest opinion, I think he will. It’s probably not as much about you as you think. People do.. stupid shit when they’re afraid. I’m sure he’ll cool off and come around.”

It’s just as he’s feeling his gut drop, the blood pooling below his belt, that she’s pulling away, and fuck, if it doesn’t make the heat boil faster. He wants her, ferociously so, and he’s not sure if it’s been born from his frustration with her, or his concern with her. His relief, or worry, or something else entirely. Or everything in between. 

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It’s a thought that crosses her mind as well, more often than she likes to admit. Why is she with someone who doesn’t seem to care for her. Some her family and friends hate. She doesn’t know his inward conflict about her, about his feelings - whatever they may actually be. All she knows is during that shooting star of a moment when he pays her attention, it’s all she wants. But, to believe a person like her deserves goodness and kindness all the time is simply outrageous. Which is why she accepts his anger, his hatred, his abuse, time and time again.

But, even when she’s seeing clearly that she deserves more, she finds herself back to him, wrapping herself between his arms, because oddly enough, this is where she feels safe. And, she can’t explain it to herself, because she doesn’t understand why even in her most lucid moment, her choice is Ryan. Maybe she senses something more beneath the surface. Maybe she just knows he’s not such a bad guy - that people all have a past, even if she knew little of his. Or maybe he simply reminds her of the father she never knew - someone completely unattainable.

She wants to let her emotions take control of her, to let out the tears that have been begging to fall ever since her fallout with Gabriel. But, she can’t. It feels wrong. Ryan doesn’t need to carry her burdens, she is burden enough to him. So, instead, she offers a pathetic somber smile and adds “Thanks. But.. it’s centered around my decision for us to come. He only wanted to remind me that we could have lived with his family, that we could have stayed, that.. I’m.. impulsive. But, he never once argued until we were already here.” Which, she knows, but in her defense, it was a quick decision that needed to be made, and after a group of humans attack and slaughter half the pack, it felt like the safest choice to make.

She knows what she does to him when she pulls away - she knows the way their intimacy works, and she enjoys teasing him this way. It makes him want her more, she can tell by their rushed words and actions, and she loves his urgencies. She loves the way it feels to be desired by the person she’s chosen to begin to fall for. It’s the only time she is certain that he does want her.

He’s quick to hover over top of her, and it’s instinct, it’s natural that her body melds with his, her hips tipping up to grind along his. Her arms are wrapping around his neck, craving the proximity and warmth that only his body can bring her. And, he never disappoints her. Not in these moments.

Little do they realize, she craves these moments to feel something, too.. but to feel something from him. The way he looks at her, the way he touches her, the way he knows her body better than any person in the entire world.. and it’s here that she feels like a person to him. It’s being a mess of entangled limbs with him inside of her that she finds security, as if nothing could ever harm her with him near. But, that often fades, hours after their post-glow has past.

A desperate but quiet moan is escaping her lips and floating between the tiny space that separates them, her tongue following the same dance of his until he pulls away, and it’s instant that her neck falls backwards, gasping a sweet sigh of pleasure the moment his warm lips meet her flesh. And, all it takes for her to feel that insatiable wetness forming is him pressing against her thigh, the anticipation of what’s to follow pressing her anticipation even further.

There’s comedy in the fact that it’s here where the two understand the concept of give and take, of how to please your ‘significant other.’ It’s how they find their way back to each other, every time they fight. It begins with a kiss, and it ends with them trapped in their web of ecstasy for each other’s body. Their sex life is a drug in which both are addicts - unable to withstand the withdrawal - unsure if they even want to give it up.

And, here, in bed is where Iliana is less quick to give up dominance to him - she enjoys the fight for it, the tumble between the sheets, the animalistic desire to devour each other until one falls. And, she doesn’t mind - in fact, she craves the eventual submission that often finds her. But, the intensity of the path to get there is what piques her interest every time. In her mind, if there was a constant ‘you get on top while I lay here and take it’ mentality, she’d easily grow bored. She needs the fire, even if it ends in giving him complete control of her body.

So, her actions need to be quick, to prevent him from stopping her in her tracks. And, within a blink of an eye, she’s got him pinned beneath her, her hands quickly pulling and tugging fabric over her body, unclasping bras, and tossing everything around the room without much care. Her hands grasp his shirt to pull him to sit up with her locked on his lap, her mouth leaning in to attack his neck, sucking harshly against his warm flesh. Hands are grabbing whatever locks of his hair she can, her hands pulling his neck towards her while her hips press hungrily into his, mere fabric separating them from what they’re needing. “It’s been too fucking long.” She mutters, even though it probably only seems that way to her, because she’s in a state of pure need.

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{ peace offering } iliana + ryan

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ryan-of-maddox:

It shoots icy fear in his chest, and he reacts, before he even has time to contemplate why. “Don’t. Don’t think about it, Lana. It’d be… “ He sighs. He doesn’t know how to explain it to her, because maybe she’s right, maybe she doesn’t have much left here, and yeah, Caleb doesn’t make it easy to feel needed in the pack. 

And Ryan isn’t in love with her. So he can’t tell her to stay for him because it could never be fair. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t… it doesn’t change that he feels something for her, and it doesn’t change the fact that the idea of not having her around, or the idea of her being dead are not exactly pleasant. His throat feels thick with worry, but Ryan’s emotions tend to manifest in annoyance and irritability. He tries to reign it in to something she’ll more likely be able to swallow. 

“You’re safer here. With the pack. Go there and you’ll have a target on your back. And you can’t trust vamps for shit, you know that. They’ll maul you, if they get the chance. It’s not… Please, just don’t. I’d rather not find your remains on my next hunting trip.” 

She wraps her arms around him, and he falls into her touch, but frowns as her explanation about Gabriel isn’t much of one, and he’s having trouble putting the pieces together. “So, he left and you tried to get him to stay. Obviously. But why would he not want to see you because of that? What could you possibly have done to make him alienate you? Honestly, Iliana, it sounds like bull, to me. He’s the one who wanted to leave. Pushing you away… seems like a defense mechanism, if you ask me. Like, what’s he trying to do, blame you for all this? Fuck that.” 

She talks about needing to know that he’s okay, and ultimately, this is the most common ground they’ll ever have: the need to protect what little family they have left. He gets it, and when he compares her situation to his own, to Kendall, his heart aches. And maybe that’s why they’re still an item. Why they keep coming back to each other, despite the fights and the way they mistreat each other. 

He sighs, a hand sliding up from the small of her back to the center of her spine. “I know you do. I get it, trust me.” He leans closer, slowly, his nose trailing her cheekbone, his breath on her jaw. “And I wasn’t planning on going anywhere, actually.” Lips trail to her ear, down her neck, and the heat that  spawns is familiar. Too familiar, in a way that part of him resents that he seems to be at least in part victim to it. 

She doesn’t say much for once. It all sounds like words to her, and she really doesn’t want to argue. Most of the Cabellos have been nice to her, despite lying to her, despite some choking her, and despite the general mistrust of werewolves. But she thinks she can work around that. Anything is better than feeling like an outcast in a group that’s suppose to care for her, but doesn’t.

“It’s just a thought for now.” She replies, instead of making some bullshit promise that she’ll never leave, that she’ll just put on her happy face. She’s not the type. In fact, the only person she pretends even slightly for is Ryan, which is ridiculous in itself, because she’s suppose to feel most at ease with him.

She shrugs as if she doesn’t know, but the answer follows soon after, “I think he blames me for bringing us here. I begged him to come with me, and I tried to do everything to make sure he was okay, that no one was hurting him. I thought I was doing what was best for us. The humans would have killed him too back home, and.. he’s happier with them. They’re his family now.”

Nothing stung quite as much as that - she didn’t have a family now. “I don’t know. Defense mechanism or not, it still hurts to be left behind. He didn’t even ask if I wanted to come with him. It’s just me, it’s a never ending cycle of bullshit.“

She pauses though, shivering at the light kisses trailing from her ear down her beck, her fingers gripping tighter against his back. He knows her weaknesses just as well as she knows his.. and her neck was one of them. "Well that’d be a first.” She taunts him, lifting herself a little taller so she could press her lips to his for a moment, pulling away from him completely. “But I don’t know if you’ve earned what you want.” Innocently enough, the little wolf ‘topples backwards’ to fall against the mattress of her bed. (she totally didn’t mean to just be on the bed, right?) “Come lay with me. Maybe kiss me. Maybe I’ll get dirtier than people expect from such a little, innocent pup.”

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{ peace offering } iliana + ryan

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ryan-of-maddox:

He hears her heart as it skips a beat and picks up pace. Listens to it as it flutters, then regulates again. She’s nervous, as she should be. Ryan would be do, if he weren’t constantly so desperate for any kind of distraction from the deepset depression that is his day to day life. 

He nods half-heartedly. “Yeah, well. We’re not going to change him any time soon, trust me. So just focus on the part where he’s supporting this more than he could be. Could’ve been a lot worse, trust me.” 

Gently, he takes her coat from her hands, hanging it up on the rack. “You’re right, we should stay human. Besides, I forgot that Caleb asked us not to shift right now, anyway. But we should wait for night fall. Or at least dusk. So we’ve got a few hours to kill.” But he pauses momentarily, brow buckling in confusion. “He doesn’t want you around? Why? Did you fight?” 

He can’t help but smirk a bit at Iliana’s hesitancy to be naked around her cousin. He’ll admit, it was odd at first for he and his sister, too. But when they were on their own, shifting was usually a matter of life or death, and they didn’t exactly have the luxury that they do here in Maddox forest or in the pack, so they’d gotten over the awkwardness pretty quickly. They grant each other as much privacy as possible, and never speak of it, otherwise. 

“Trust me, Lana, cousin or not, if there’s a heterosexual bone in his body, seeing you naked it anything but torture.”

She’s feeling uneasy, annoyed even, but it slips out before she can stop it, “I’ve been thinking about what it might be like on their side. Gabriel left, and I don’t have much here.” Of course, she has Ryan, but did she? She didn’t think, in that moment, he’d disagree with her. After all, Caleb has made it clear that she’s just a brat. Wouldn’t be long before the rest of the pack felt that way too.

She sighs, looking down as he gently took her coat, and inwardly, she relaxes. They’re not going yet. But, she feels as if she should feel frustrated - conflicted. She’s wasting time and Gabriel could be hurt. But, alas, she isn’t arguing for once. “I know you’re right. I don’t know why I keep arguing with him.” Fighting with Caleb is a death sentence, and for whatever reason, she can’t help herself. “And if one more person grabs me by the neck, seriously..”

But she never finishes her sentence. It’s her own fault, anyways. She glances back up at him, her big green eyes not bothering to hide her vulnerabilities, and she leans in, wrapping her arms around him and holding on tightly. “Don’t go, okay? Just hang out here for a few hours, then? I’ve been alone practically all day.”

She rests her chin on his chest, looking up at him. “Yeah. He left a note saying he was leaving for good, and I tried.. well.. I mean, I probably pushed him further away.. but he doesn’t want to see me anymore.” Her voice nearly cracked at the final words, and she buries her face against his shirt for a moment. Of all people, she never expected her older cousin to leave her. But, naturally, everyone always leaves her. And, she’s kicking herself for not having known better. “But, I still need to know if he’s okay.”

She does manage a chuckle, shaking her head, gazing back up, “Only you think my naked body isn’t torture, dork. I mean, I agree, I think I look hot naked, but.. I’m not sure many feel the same.“ It’s all quite humorous to her, and she reaches up to cup his face in her hands, a smile on her lips. "But, thanks? Now I definitely don’t want him to see me naked if he’d enjoy the sight, that’s just.. odd.”

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packlifealpha:

tinywolf-iliana:

It was probably the best compromise she’d get right now, and maybe with a little more sucking up, she could squeeze a little more out of him.. or just pester him until he finally gave in. She was pretty good at that. But, for now.. she had to let it rest. Besides, her neck couldn’t handle any more choking episodes. “Hey, as long as I don’t have to watch, you can fuck whoever you want. Just.. don’t do it as a wolf, that’s fucking weird.” If there was one thing that was extremely difficult, it was embarrassing the young wolf - she could talk about sex all day long. But, the idea of wolf sex was.. weird. Especially since they were humans. But, either way, she shrugged, turning to head back to the cabin, “Yeah, I guess your wife kind of needs you to have those. Makes me glad I am ball-less. And, next time, go for like.. my ears or something, because my neck is fucking going to fall off one day. And, I’ll still be chattering, so don’t get any ideas.” She smirked, shaking her head and taking off, just in case her joking got her into trouble. She did wave, though, even if she wasn’t turned in the right direction.

“As little shame I have with my body and the act of sex, I really rather not be watched, besides I have a strange feeling you would talk way too much.” He shakes his head with a shudder, there were just something he didn’t want to know any a lot of them were rapped up in his younger pack members and their sex lives. He gives her a questionable look when sex as a wolf was mentioned, “Uh as beautiful of a wolf Charlie may be there is much more fun to be had in human form as that activity is involved.” He was in touch with his wolf more than anyone else in the pack he could safely say and that wasn’t a line even he was willing to cross, there was nothing extremely enjoyable he figures when it comes to wolves mating like that. “The future of the alpha line kinda does. Eventually that’s a topic that will come up but not for now.” Kids at this point weren’t on the top of the alpha’s list of worries, first he had to have a stable territory to raise them in before he thought about knocking his wife up. “Maybe I’ll just get you to the ground and apply pressure on your chest, my main goal is to make sure you don’t have air to talk with.” He says honestly with another shrug, that was what most people went for if they attacked her he was sure. He looks back towards the guard post and sighs, that would have to be another day, his patience was running too thin.

//END

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packlifealpha:

“Yes it is.” He replies softly, not because he lost anyone blood related but he did lose pack which still stung as much as it could with the alpha. He hated when the pack broke apart, it made him feel like they were leaving him, like his best wasn’t good enough and that was because it wasn’t. Not at the time anyway, he was still green to being the alpha and his own father tried make him feel better about it, how there will always be times when your best isn’t good enough, that you make what you think is the right choice and it ends up biting you but that wasn’t what Caleb wanted to hear. “As if I listen right?” He asks with a smirk that was all his own, it was what he was known for and his mother pointed it out to him when he was younger, called it dangerous. He raises a brow at her, “Build a bar…” He mutters thinking about it for a moment, “You know what you might have something there.” He points at her looking around the woods, moonshine was a huge thing up in the mountains and he heard people still did it. Maybe that would give some of the pack something to do, innocent enough fun. “And you can’t fight me on every choice I make for this pack!” He yells back holding his arms out ready to give up, how was it that someone so small held so many damn opinions he couldn’t figure out. “Believe it or not I don’t make them all alone, Jamie and Charlie are there for me to bounce ideas off of and get some in return, I’m not out to make life a bore.” He lets out a laugh, she was a fucking strange one that was for sure but the fang ear rings might not too bad, if Charlie was ever attacked by a fanger he would actually be tempted to give her the pair that came from it. “Fine all females get some ear rings if we ever have to go to war.” He shrugs dramatically with a sigh. He squints his eyes shaking his head, “Maybe just grace Jamie with that information instead.” He answers, god the shades that kid would turn. “Of course they care, we’re too close for comfort and we don’t fall under the creep twins rule. Besides I worry so the rest of you don’t have to.” He didn’t think the humans cared about them or where they were in the woods but that turned out so wrong, he couldn’t risk ignoring a potential problem. “I don’t need pills, I’ll just fuck my wife thanks.” He decided to throw in a little scarring information himself if she wanted to crass, he was an animal after all what did he care. “Thank you. Now lets get back before I freeze my balls off.” He finally says with a breath, one less worry, for now.

It was probably the best compromise she’d get right now, and maybe with a little more sucking up, she could squeeze a little more out of him.. or just pester him until he finally gave in. She was pretty good at that. But, for now.. she had to let it rest. Besides, her neck couldn’t handle any more choking episodes. “Hey, as long as I don’t have to watch, you can fuck whoever you want. Just.. don’t do it as a wolf, that’s fucking weird.” If there was one thing that was extremely difficult, it was embarrassing the young wolf - she could talk about sex all day long. But, the idea of wolf sex was.. weird. Especially since they were humans. But, either way, she shrugged, turning to head back to the cabin, “Yeah, I guess your wife kind of needs you to have those. Makes me glad I am ball-less. And, next time, go for like.. my ears or something, because my neck is fucking going to fall off one day. And, I’ll still be chattering, so don’t get any ideas.” She smirked, shaking her head and taking off, just in case her joking got her into trouble. She did wave, though, even if she wasn’t turned in the right direction.

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packlifealpha:

“He was a good member of the pack, a strong wolf, well liked, if he hadn’t been taken by surprise he would have made it out alive.” Caleb didn’t spend a lot of time with Eli but he knew he was a solid guy, a lot of people were upset about his death and he knew a lot of people had wished it was Gabe over Eli. Caleb didn’t the point in wishing and hoping, he was more of a realist kind of man simple in that regard. If it could die and it posed a threat he would kill it maybe that was the wolf in him but it was strong. “That’s the thing about being dead, you don’t really get a say in what happens.” People used others deaths as a way act a certain way, some people withdrew, some got angry, wars started, causes has martyrs. “Adventures, this is some kind of fairy tail your fucking with peoples lives here Iiiana or are you that selfish you don’t care? What kind of adventure is sitting in a bar in town? You wanna hear about the amazing tales of vampires? With or without the massive bloodshed because they were thirsty?” He shakes his head there were a million things to do around the woods but none of them were glamorous enough for her. “Pushing you? I haven’t even started, I put out rules for everyone and you act like its a personal attack. Have I asked you to eat meat, rip out some vampires fangs and wear them like ear rings? No, I have pretty standard and relaxed requests, no one else has a problem following.” Though it was true he wasn’t going to bend, it was his pack, it was his law, he knew that keeping the lack happy was important but that was a job he pushed onto his wife and beta cause they handled it better. “I can afford to be stubborn and defiant, I’m the alpha and as much as you might hate it, that means I run things. Everything that involves this pack involves me.” He wasn’t going to apologize for that or give up any of the power that came with being alpha, it was his birthright one he could defend. “Now who is putting words in whose mouth? The treaties were taken down, I didn’t like people going to town but they went. The vampires are still a threat, maybe not as large as the humans but its still there. They could force us from our home, take everything we’ve been trying to get back. They already took half of it. I don’t want our people getting too comfortable.” He drops his hand not really fazed by her wanting to get up herself. “No, you want compromise or nothing at all and big shocker here but you don’t always get that. No living in a pack, not with me. So you keep out of town and when the human threat is understood and dealt with we will hold a meeting about the town. Everyone will get their say in to determine what happens.” Charlie will want his balls for making a promise without her being spoken to first but like he was saying this was his pack.

“It’s just hard to lose family.” She didn’t need a rationale or reasoning. It was an emotion: loss. She chuckled a small laugh, shaking her head, “Ah, but the good thing is I’m telling you while I’m alive.” But, of course, just as soon as the smirk had come, it fell, and the brunette nearly punched a tree, “Stop. Being. So. Fucking. Primitive.” She growled out, “I didn’t mean it like that and you know it. I just meant adventures like - fun exploring through shit and having fun with a thrill. And, sitting in a bar was just me blowing off fucking steam so I wouldn’t come here and scream at you! Why don’t you build a bar here, and then I won’t need theirs.” She could have pulled every strand of her hair out of her head, “CALEB. OH MY GOD, JUST STOP FOR ONE SECOND. BREATHE. I’m not taking it as a PERSONAL ATTACK. BUT I CAN ONLY SPEAK FOR MYSELF. Are you hearing me yet?!!?!?!?!” Though, she paused, “And, I wouldn’t mind fang earrings. I wear fucking fork earrings, Caleb, fang earrings would be awesome.” She again chuckled, though, shaking her head, “Everything? Okay, well, I’ll be sure to inform every time I’m going to fuck some member of the pack. Since it’s your business and all...” That was a joke. More of a sarcastic joke, but still, a joke. “Just because the treaties were taken down doesn’t mean you gave anyone permission. It just meant that Gemma said we could go there. I was talking about you. I doubt they care about the woods, Caleb. I doubt they even care as much about us as you think they do. You’re always on edge, like take a damn Xanax or something before you have a stroke.” She let out a breath, fighting the urge to roll her eyes, “Fine."

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packlifealpha:

“I do mean it but that shouldn’t be what makes people think I care about the dead, unless you forgot I grew up with all those people, you barely knew any of them.” He gave her a disgusted look over, as if he really had no heart in his chest that he didn’t care about people he shifted with, that he played and hunted with when he was younger. “What would be the difference? You’re a member of this pack, that makes you just the same as anyone else if they got hurt no matter what my personal feelings are.” He would protect anyone in the pack because that was his job, that was what an alpha was around for, to keep the people safe and to hand down the rules that would help do so. “Lazy? That’s what you think of us? Good to know, its not like we’re hunting,keeping the cabins up and running, making sure that the land is protected and no one gets hurt around here. People help cook, keep the cabins clean enough but its good to know you think you’re so superior to everyone else because what? You were raised human? I’m sure the pack will be happy to know how little you actually think of them.” He nods, sure they were bloodsucking monsters who had to front at being human so they could prey on others but hey that was what he liked about them. Their way of life might be seen as simple for others but it was what was comfortable for them and it was how they always lived, it was good. “I am the pack, everything I do is for them so if you fight for anyone else you’d just be betraying them or by default be fighting for me. You’re fighting against me when we’re on the same side, only making things more difficult for yourself. I’m saying weeks maybe months of being away from the town and you just won’t do it because you don’t want to. You’re stubborn I get it, I am too but if you clash with me you will lose. Either I will be forced to kill you or kick you out. So make it easy for yourself and your friends in the pack, keep your head down and stay in the pack’s lands, winter is coming, there is a lot of prep work that has to be done to make sure we get through it okay. Once things settle it will be determined whether or not its safe for the pack to go back to town to visit.” He sighs with a shrug before offering her his hand, “I’m trying here, Iliana. You have to meet me half way even if you don’t like it because I have a feeling things will be changing and its not gonna be quick or easy but I do feel like it will be bloody.”

“I knew Eli. He was my family.” And, family was something that the little wolf had little of. And, now that Gabriel left her without any promise to speak again, there wasn’t much left. Gabriel felt like the black sheep of the pack, but Iliana had been outcasted for years, too. Just because she was a little.. weird. Outspoken, dressed funny, was a vegetarian.. all the things she liked about herself made her an outcast to the pack that she had wanted to call family, but she hadn’t felt that way in a long time. “There wouldn’t be, but if you’re claiming a war would have to start, I’m saying it doesn’t for me.” Honestly, she didn’t actually believe many of the pack would care if she died. Not even Ryan. “I didn’t use the word lazy. I said that the pack likes to hang and lay around in wolf form, and I don’t. I have the attention span of a fucking goldfish, so don’t try and spin my words around. If you’re trying to push me out, Caleb, then fucking do it, don’t just turn people against me for bullshit that I didn’t say. That’s a bit teenage girl, even for you.” It was her biggest pet peeve when people put words in her mouth. “I don’t think myself superior! I think I am literally a person who needs stimulation in more ways than just wolf ways! I need to be kept occupied, and I told you all the things I do to try and do that. I just like to be amazed and go on adventures.” Like it was the worst thing in the world, apparently. “If you think it’s just me fighting against you and not you fighting back, then.. whatever. You’re pushing me, and by my personal nature, I’m going to push back. You don’t realize how similar you and I are in some ways, but you look down upon me for that, when you’re just seeing your own defiant, stubborn self.” She sighed, shaking her head, “You’ve never given us permission to go to town, so why would I think in a couple weeks you’ll just be okay with it? I would have been fine if the rules were: ‘until we figure the human shit out, no one goes to town.’ Not ‘no one ever fucking goes to town or they will be eaten alive.’” She stood herself up by herself, dusting herself off. She appreciated the gesture, but she was a tough girl, and she didn’t want to appear weak. She had enough problem with that based on her size alone. “I’ve tried. I’ve tried to talk to you, but in order to meet halfway, you have to meet the other half.” 

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packlifealpha:

“I shouldn’t have to, I shouldn’t have to bribe or whatever you want to call it to get a pack member to just be part of the pack. That’s the thing Gabe never got.” Gabriel was always different because he just couldn’t let things be, it wasn’t difficult to be part of the pack, some loyalty, respect, and just participating was all it ever really took. He shakes his head, “That’s not how this works, if one of my members is killed there has to a price to be paid or else it won’t matter if anyone of us dies. They will slaughter us one by one if that gets around but you didn’t think about that because you are short sighted.” Where Caleb had to think about the many, he had to think about what each choice meant to them all as a whole. “So maybe instead of making friends with the dead you should try the home front. Or are we just not as interesting? See I like Ryan, he does have opinions but he keeps them to himself or he expresses them to me with a hint of respect under it. You just seem to think your opinion is god’s gift to the world and it ain’t.” Now the wolf snaps he moves quickly grabbing the young wolf by the throat lifting her off the ground, “Because I am the fucking alpha! I’m out here shifted to watch these fuckers hoping to gain some knowledge, like who is running their shit. If they are planning to attack maybe know when. I’m not some stupid pup out here trying to sneak away for some pansy ass ‘I want to feel more human’ crap. I’m risking my tail to protect the pack while you are more worried about how your feelings are. There is more to this life than how little Iliana feels and those feelings won’t mean shit if those humans come gun blazing into our home murdering you and your pain in the ass opinions.” His voice boomed with authority and dominance as his fingers tighten around her throat. “You don’t know what a cage feels like but if you push me you certainly will learn, I am not the only one who believed staying out of town was the smart choice, Charlotte and Jamie brought it up to me.” He pauses with her in his grasp before he finally releases her, “You don’t want to fight for the pack then I really hope there isn’t a day where you need us to fight for you. I saved your ass in a bar just recently and now you only push me to regret it.”

“I wasn’t asking for a bribe - I thought you meant that you’d want to honor the lost, because you were being truthful.” It was actually a shock - she had thought he’d meant it, without any other hidden agenda. But, as usual, her hopes about the Alpha were demolished. “I didn’t say you don’t go to war for the others. Just not for me. It wouldn’t be worth it. Look at the Odyssey. Can’t just go to war all the time.” She sighed, rolling her eyes. “Because none of you have a sense of adventure. I don’t want to lay around in the woods all day. Seriously, forgive me for having an attention span that doesn’t allow me to lay around 23 hours of the day. And good - I’m glad you like Ryan. Don’t fuck things up with him, too. I’ve never said my opinions were anything more than that - but I do think my own opinions matter, because I think I fucking matter.”  But, of course, Iliana could feel herself being lifted up by her neck, trying her hardest to catch a breath, kicking her legs against his kneecaps in hopes he’d let her go. She thought about kicking him hard in the crotch, but.. even she thought that was mean. She thought there was nothing worse than a leader who made rules and didn’t follow them himself. Why wouldn’t he watch as a human, so they didn’t know what he was, should they catch him? And, she would have expressed that, but of course, she was being choked. And, it’s almost humerous, because it’s not the first time she’d been choked recently. That crazy vampire Callum and Gemma both took their fair share - it must be something about her. And, if they all needed their sexual frustrations to be taken out, they should have asked. And, in Caleb’s case, he had a wife. She falls to a heap on the ground, her hands clutching her sore neck, shaking her head as she speaks, hoarse from so much neck injury in one day, “I’d fight for anyone but you.”

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packlifealpha:

“By giving them some half ass sorry, I rather focus my attention on those still alive so they don’t end up joining our fallen. And you know what, once we have our land secured and without threat I’ll have a fucking memorial built. But till then I would like to think that Gabe’s brother is more focused on me keeping the rest of the pack safe.” That was the only way Caleb could think about honoring those that had died, that was the only thing he could offer any of them instead of some empty words. “And what does that mean to me? I’m keeping our people alive since we’ve gotten here and I don’t give a fuck about the vampires lives just like they don’t care about ours. But for some reason some of my own wolves rather protect the leeches over their own. And you, you want a beer or a coffee but you don’t think about how that could put anyone in danger.” He shrugs, she only thought about what she wanted and how she could get it and hell he understood that but her actions could very well make him have to make a move, one that could end up hurting everything. “Say they can’t control all their vampires or whatever else is there because hell some of them just don’t give a shit and they attack you while you’re getting your superfluous crap. Say they attack more than just you, that other wolves also go, what happens? Hmm? Do you think about that, what sort of position it puts the pack? Your wrong doing was going behind my back, sneaking around like a snake and breaking rules. You’re causing waves in the pack because your selfish wants but its me who doesn’t care? See I could go into town and get a stiff drink, why not? Expect if I get into a fight there it could cause a war and I know that.” And it wasn’t just because he was the alpha that  a war would break out but if any wolf got into a fight they had no guarantee that the Cabello’s would grant a fair justice. “And you claim I don’t care because of what? I don’t say sorry? I don’t really think that holds much weight.” He had his own way of showing his care, every kill he brought in to the pack, that fed his people every piece of wood he cuts to light their fires, for every danger he would face to protect them, he never would send them into a fight that he wasn’t personally attending. “I don’t care about your opinions that reflect the fact you don’t feel like you have freedom to spread your wings. You’re a wolf not a fucking bird. What one wolf does affects the whole pack, you’re not a lone wolf your actions have reactions that can burn us all. No one is allowed to walk around the woods alone, no one is allowed to go to town because its not safe on all counts. The vampires killed a witch because they weren’t deemed ‘helpful’, the humans will kill just because they don’t feel safe. If anyone hunts they go with a group. That is my ruling, that is my law until I find out what those humans want. That is me showing my care and me protecting the pack, its not a cage its staying within our territory. If you can’t give up some human comforts for a time to keep this pack safe, that says more about you than it does about me.”

“Then, maybe the person you should be telling that to is Gabriel. That when it’s all said and done, that’s what you wanted to do to honor those who aren’t here. Just saying something helps.” She appreciated that sentiment, but it took about a million years to draw out of him. And, she didn’t feel like it should have taken that long. Hell, she didn’t think she should have to coach him on how to be a decent person. “I don’t protect them. I’m just stating facts. What Gabriel chose isn’t what I’ve chosen, so you really should tell your mouth to stop cashing checks it doesn’t have the money for.” It was her biggest irritation - he couldn’t handle any pack member with a brain and an opinion. It was like he expected them all to be mindless, and that was something Iliana never was. “Look, if they kill me, don’t worry. No wars need to be started. Because, if I go there and get myself killed, it’d probably be something I did, and I would take full ownership for that.” It made her laugh (internally, of course) that his rules only applied to the pack - not him. Weren’t they not suppose to shift? Yet.. Caleb was shifted before she was. “I haven’t caused any waves other than with you. Ryan doesn’t care if I have an opinion, he just tells me to shut up and does whatever the fuck he wants. And, other than Scout, I don’t really talk to anyone. Besides Jamie, but Jamie’s nice to everyone.” She sighed. This was ridiculous. “No. I’m saying you don’t care, because you literally have told me so. You don’t care what I want, what I need to do to keep my mental health, what I want to just be a fucking person - you hear my words, but you’re not listening, but you won’t bend for anyone but yourself. You don’t care about my opinions. You don’t care about me. Which is fucking fine, I don’t need you to care about me. But, that’s why I say, don’t expect me to fight your war, when you couldn’t give a flying fuck about me. I don’t see you doing a damn thing about the humans and what they fucking want, all I see is you watching them as a wolf - which, by the way, we’re not suppose to shift, Caleb. That’s the rule the Alpha gave. I think I just got my neck torn off for it, right? The fact that you don’t follow your own rules but expect me to says a whole lot more about you than it does about me. Practice what you preach. Or order. Whichever verb you prefer.” 

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packlifealpha:

“Again, you’re talking about something that happened seven years ago.” He couldn’t very well get choked up about it now, talk about a late reaction time. People died all the time, every day, every minute, did it suck? Sure it did but there wasn’t anything he could do about it, there was no feeling that he could express that would make everyone else happy or forget about it. “Why would a sorry seven years later matter to anyone? Huh? I’m always rude, if it hasn’t pushed everyone away by now than I am sure they have gotten over the fact that I’m not sipping tea with them looking at old pictures. People have gotten over the deaths, not forgotten them of course but are healing or already healed. Just because Gabriel can’t doesn’t mean the rest haven’t. And what the fuck do you know about the Cabello’s hmm? Whatever they want you to see? I really don’t see Gemma crying over some of her people being killed I could see her cause a massacre most likely because someone took something from her. Kinda like her executing that witch on stage, yeah, she seems like a real peach. Is that the kind of thing you would have wanted to see me cause?” Caleb didn’t know how to empathize with people, maybe he was selfish, maybe he was just born that way, with some part of his brain different from the rest, he didn’t know and he wasn’t going to soul search trying to figure it out. “I never said they were, just making my point. I’m not a dictator, I’m an alpha. Maybe there isn’t too many differences between the two for you but my people aren’t starving while I reap the benefits. I am living among my people not in some ivory tower.” He growls now as his temper starts to get the better of him, “No one is telling you to attack anyone you-” He cuts himself off trying to do that breathing thing Charlie taught him but it wasn’t working too great. Iliana only wanted to see thing her way and it was wrong any other way, she was self righteous and that was dangerous. “There is no point in talking to you cause it just goes in one ear and out the other. You are no different than your cousin only he’s at least got the balls to say it. You can’t have it both ways. I can only tell you how I feel just because its not expressed in actions doesn’t make it not true and no one else in the pack is upset about it but you. The pack in a whole has been loyal, only the few stragglers like you and your cousin have been causing more trouble than there needs to be. No one looks to me to see how they should feel about something because they know I’m not that kind of guy, I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve and never will. They look to me because of who I am not someone you want me to fake being. Which is what you’d be asking me to do, so which is better a dick who is honest or a smiling face that is lying to you every step of the way? I get angry not sad or upset and I was more than pissed about what happened to my people, my pack because of some bullshit fear. I haven’t asked anyone to kill anything but the food brought to the table, I haven’t asked anyone to go to town doing anything in fact I have done the opposite so I have no idea what you’re talking about but you keep making me out to be the bad guy because I don’t express myself like you or some others do. I’m not made that way. As far as your cousin goes, I don’t care, he wants to go then fine. I hope the door doesn’t hit him on the way into the vampires lair. And its not because I don’t care about losing a pack member, its because he wants to put himself before the rest of the pack and I’m not crawling to him over one person’s feelings, I look to the good of the pack, the many. The pack will survive, as long as the rest of us stay together, which we have been doing.”

“It’d just be nice to know that you cared about those pack members who died. That’s all I’m saying.” She answered, keeping her own temper, even when he couldn’t. She really just wanted to talk, to express herself, and she wasn’t going to pitch a fit because they didn’t agree. They’d probably never agree. But, just because Caleb thought she didn’t see things from his point of view, didn’t mean she didn’t. “Look, I knew one of the Cabellos before I knew who they were, and they didn’t have to lie. They care about their people, whether you see it or not. They don’t care about us, which is fine. But, they care about their own.” She sighed, shaking her head, “Look - I get it. We’re not starving. We’re all alive, so far. And, I’m grateful for that. I grow everything for the pack, other than the meat you all eat. I garden. I write. I wander. And, yeah that’s wonderful. But, you’re not seeing my point of view when I explain that before these human things showed up, that I liked to have a coffee or drink a beer at the bar. I’ve done nothing wrong, and here you are, painting me to be a straggler. Why? Because I do have the balls to say what I think is wrong with the pack? Go ahead - say Gabe has more balls, because he left. But, I’m here telling you what I think, so if I ever do leave? I can say I tried. I can say I said something. I don’t care what the others think, I care what I think, and just because only one person is open to say her thoughts doesn’t mean that it doesn’t matter. I matter, even when I stand alone. No one’s asking you to be fake - you can be a dick and still care about your people.” She bit the inside of her cheek, “I know Gabriel’s not coming back. I tried to talk to him. But, what I’m saying is please stop all this bullshit you think is necessary before I have to leave to. I’m not going to stick around and be treated like dirt, just because you don’t like that I have an opinion. I’m asking that you give people a little bit of freedom over their choices. I’m asking that you give people a chance to determine their own safety, within limits. Make rules with limits. Don’t go to the town alone. Don’t be alone. But, you just say ‘no.’ You clip someone’s wings, and none of us are made to just be in a cage, but that’s what you’re doing.”