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Jarek
NOTHING HURTS LIKE YOUR MOUTHHis words seemed to strike a chord, and Jarek paid close attention to the way the reaction played across her elegant features. He breathed the subtle changes in her scent as she played with his words, as he always did. Perhaps what had begun to make Jarek more successful was simply this skill...He measured everyone, meticulously aware of every tremor. He had learned to understand and anticipate the actions of others, though Verda would be a challenge as her many years as Alpha had shaped her a mask as impenetrable as stone...but this is Jarek we are talking about and he had made Verda his business.
At the moment his loyalty to his Alpha was unquestionable. He respected Verda, had learned to trust her. He tested her yes, sometimes almost dangerously, had suffered beatings at her hand that might have been fatal for smaller, weaker wolves. It stemmed from many things, the natural tension he felt when around her, his aggressive nature, and down deep and sometimes undetectable...the desire to learn. He'd grown into the wolf he had because of Verda's ability to lead, though whether he would ever admit that was the real mystery. Even in the things that irritated him Jarek could see how capable she was...Many wolves would have bullied, hurt and driven Cassidy away, easily preying on how submissive she was...but Verda took care of his friend while still demanding respect and submission, allowing Cassidy to live among them as a usual member of their hierarchy...Jarek would have by nature seen her as a drain on their strength...but that would be forgetting that everyone in the pack serves a purpose...Whether he could see it in the moment or not.
Verda's words rolled over him, and his blue eyes remained on hers as she looked slowly around the club...Then he felt it, though this time the feeling did not chill and sicken him, warn him aware from his leader but rather felt like the rare affectionate touch an Alpha afforded when her subordinates had done well...Jarek let slip a pleased rumble, inaudible to any ears beyond the three of theirs...Verda's power reached further, he could feel it though it did not touch him personally....He smelled fear in the air, felt the eyes of the other children of the moon turn their way...And with it too intrigue....Yes, she would bend and break them...These foolish wolves who had run too long without proper leadership...She would be strong again, through them, they all would. Jarek's blue eyes flashed, taking in the haunted gazes of the others in the club his look brazen and pleased...but yielding to Verda once more....Let her worry them, he would have his chance with each and every one.
He looked back to Cassidy, the first time without a snarl lurking in his throat and flashed her the rare smile...a genuine Jarek smile, suddenly quite satisfied with the current state of things. |
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