The Heartwood [m] Innocence Lost

permission to pp lorelai has been given!

Vorilye was smart enough to understand that this woman was not in her right mind. He smiled, a horrible, knowing grin. If she ran with Avery, she ran with Violante. And he had just the right idea on how to ruin what future his sister and her mate might try to find here. "I've missed you more," he crooned sinisterly, edging closer. She allowed him to fully enter her space. He nibbled at her ear, the nape of her neck; she whimpered, moving closer. "I'm here now."

Vorilye was able to take exactly he wanted from her, and when he was done, he tore a chunk from her right upper ear. "Welcome to the family." he hissed. She would return to Avery, battered and bloody, but happy - if insane. She would bear the marks of the Cruors - and, with time, his whelps. Vorilye slunk off into the shadows, ready to report back to his queen.