Shadewood We'll all die young

Glacials snapped to the ivory stream that washed a stark meld of tresses between he and them, and with a brief inhale that began to drag the more he brought in, the Phantom learned his Ghost had come to see had riled him so. It was easy to see why he was smitten for her, as the moment she began to pull away, his body began to follow, insidious in its need to stay near conjoined to the woman who carried his spawn so diligently. Their spawn-
the Keep’s next reign. 

His possessive soul snatched his sanity as she finally was free of his touch, and within a matter of milliseconds, his voice hoarsed out to Reiner. 
Intent swam within, bereft and deprived of the ability to deny.

”Bring him.” 

And a lasting look he gave to the Beast of Indomination that conjured a bond between them. Reiner would know what to do with the simpering dog. The male would either survive the gruel work Reiner bestowed upon him-

or he would never leave the Keep, alive.

It was Gwen who saved this male from being slaughtered right as a sacrificial lamb ought to be, innards strewn before the gates of the leviathan woods for all who knew know what borders were, to see, to know. It was his belle, his Empress, his most loyal henchwoman whom brought his words, and not his fangs. His mercy, not his damnation. 
Who was to say his heart died long ago? It did not-
it walked with round hips, swollen paws, engorged belly through the Keep, head held high and sapphire jewels daring any to rise against her delicacy-
a beast never strayed from his beauty. 

With a pace that fought to not trail the Ghost whom still tangled his tapered mind, he instead chose to pursue Chai, calming his mind and body to a more business state, so the thoughts of ravaging his loyal wife yet again could fade away with little consequence.