Ankyra Sound How did you think I wouldn't guess

For a very brief moment Kjalarr felt that he had wrangled control of the situation once more. He was Alpha, his word was law. For the briefest of moments they had ceased and right before a breath of relief was about to pass from betwixt his lips everything radically changed. The atmosphere grew charged as Maude's breathing grew rapid. Kjalarr stared his Beta down, demanding her submission, his lips curling back from his teeth and in the second that he thought he had it he realized Maude's eyes were on Ondine and the Beta launched herself at him. The strong muscles of his body pulled taunt as he braced himself for the impact but instead of making contact with him Maude instead leapt over him and went for Ondine's womb. “NO!” The word tore itself from Kjalarr quick and breathless, echoing in the calm of the sea as war raged the shores.

It was instinct that drove him, the scent of blood drawn filling his nostrils. His head pounded with the rush of blood and adrenaline as the viking launched himself at Maude. Protect his unborn children. The instinct slammed into him, staggering and he rebutted that power in the charge he aimed towards Maude, attempt to grab ahold of her any place he could. Ondine attempted to attack. “Get back!” He snarled at the Gamma. As the potential mother of his possible children her safety was his top priority. “Maude, stand down!” He snapped of her, tail raised, teeth trying to grab at her scruff to force her down to submission beneath him; or at the very least get her anger away from Ondine so that the woman could get herself to safety (not that he was sure Ondine would take his advice, mind).