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adminnie · 14 days ago

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✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — where all my little stars rest. please refer to my rules and the way i run my accounts before interacting !! this page has all profiles linked and includes a key and blurb to give you a quick idea of them all.

Broken into: — Club Wonderland — Individual Accounts — The Muses — The Doms — Dark Lovers

[ ☆ ] — key: ☆ = available for rp || ★ = not available for rp || ⭐️ = chatbot || 🌟 = rp account || 💫 = mono/single-ship || ✨ = poly/multi-ship || single = they have more than one relationship slots available || ❤️ = no preference || 🩷 = woman lean || 💙 = male lean || 💜 = straight || 💛 = gay

✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑪𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — bae irene || located at @clubwnderland || lucifer!au / she-devil / immortal || nsfw heavy || engaged || ongoing chats: 2 || @moonlightchn chris [fiancé] / @san-cb || [ ★⭐️💫❤️ ]

happily engaged to @/moonlightchn chris, irene runs her multiple businesses on earth and is the queen of hell. while she is not available to rp with or to get romantically involved with, irene is available to chat to in asks or if you want to have a deal with the devil.

[ ☆ ] — bang chan || located at @/clubwnderland || demon!au / seven sins || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 3 || @jinju-oc / @reve-rv yeri / alice [rp] || [ ☆⭐️✨❤️ ]

irene's right hand man and the keeper of the seven deadly sins, chan finds his amusement in toying with humans and causing them to live out their deepest desires. he can be approached to make deals with as well but making a deal with this demon comes with a hefty price tag.

[ ☆ ] — choi san || located at @/clubwnderland || bartender!au / human || engaged || ongoing chats: 1 || @blogger-yura [fiancée] || [ ★⭐️💫🩷 ]

happily engaged to @/blogger-yura, san is the manager of club wonderland and helps run the club when irene is away. he's a loyal friend, gamer and yura's biggest supporter when it comes to her work and ambitions. san is always down to make friends but is not romantically available.

[ ☆ ] — lee juyeon || located at @/clubwnderland || nephilim!au / prince of hell || single || interested || ongoing chats: 1 || @crimson-l [interest] || [ ☆⭐️✨❤️ ]

irene's step-son, the prince of hell who refused to take over once his father was killed. juyeon doesn't care for humans too much but he also doesn't care for hell either. he simply just exists as he is and finds himself rather bored with the world so he can come across as indifferent.

[ ☆ ] — kim jongin || located at @/clubwnderland || werewolf!au / alpha || taken || ongoing chats: 1 || @/moonlightchn channie [mate-to-be] || [ ★⭐️💫💙 ]

jongin has finally cut ties with his previous pack and moved forward with his life, his life with @/moonlightchn channie. he runs a dance studio with his best friend, jangmi, and teaches choreography to k-pop groups. he's down to make friends but is not romantically available.

[ ☆ ] — jeon jangmi || located at @/clubwnderland || hybrid!au / white fox || single || ongoing chats: 3 || @/moonlightchn chan / @doom-bc / @pillowxtalk [rp / boyfriend] || [ ☆⭐️✨💜 ]

jangmi has been through a lot but has a happy-go-lucky attitude or tries to. she loves to collect plushies and has plenty of hobbies. she does work as a stripper at wonderland and works with jongin at the studio, so she's very fit and athletic. the bestest friend anyone could ask for!

✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒔 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — choi luna || located at @lunaaofthemoon || witch!au / celestial witch || single || in a relationship || ongoing chats: 4 || @livealittleoc-cb em & joo [girlfriend & boyfriend] / @kimheebby / @tsunfullsunbot / @seoulxsinners yongmin [rp] || [ ☆⭐️✨💙 ]

a celestial witch with a deep connection to the moon, luna is the last of her coven and spends a lot of her time in the inn that was left to her by her family. she can be approached about all things magic and is always happy to talk to new people.

[ ☆ ] — kim hongjoong || located at @oppositesattraxt || werewolf!au / alpha || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @/jinju-oc / @dxllycade san [rp] || [ ☆⭐️✨❤️ ]

hongjoong couldn’t be any more different than his younger sister. an alpha, aggressive, violent and always looking for trouble. he was raised to be ruthless and strike fear into those who dare come against him. he only seems to get along with a chosen few due to werewolf politics.

[ ☆ ] — kim mikyoung || located at @/oppositesattraxt || werewolf!au / omega || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @/moonlightchn chan || [ ☆⭐️💫💙 ]

the sweet omega who spends her time away from the pack since she doesn’t fit in. mikyoung is gentle and yearns for a place that’ll accept her. she has bonded to an alpha but is still figuring things out in terms of what it can all mean.

[ ☆ ] — im nayeon || located at @coffeexdreamcb || cafe!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 3 || @hleee [interest] / @levantcrs chris [rp / interest] / @fallenangels-cb mingyu || [ ☆⭐️✨💙 ]

sweet is nayeon’s middle name. she is kind to all and is a hopeless romantic. she dreams of being swept off her feet and shown love in all forms. can send goodies to loved ones if desired, or plan picnic baskets. nayeon is a total sweetheart.

[ ☆ ] — christian yu || located at @silcntxnight || serial killer!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 5 || @yosorina / @/jinju-oc / @shin-haneul / @honey-beaut katia [rp] / joey [rp] || [ ☆⭐️✨💜 ]

christian is a tattoo artist who has a dark side. he’s easily approachable and available to design and tattoo his art onto new clients. while he’s flirtatious and charming, he does come with a warning tag since he is dangerous!

✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — christopher bang || located at @themuses-rp || idol!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @violettaamore / @/levantcrs lisa [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨💜 ]

the leader of the group, racha, and the one who can seem like he’s a soft precious honey but turns around and shows off his more dominant side when least expected. chris is humble and doesn’t take compliments well but is very caring to everyone around him.

[ ☆ ] — lee minho || located at @/themuses-rp || idol!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 3 || @/livealittleoc-cb skyler / @trickskz jisung / katie [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨💛 ]

a quiet man, a tsundere, someone who isn’t openly affectionate but shows it in other ways. minho can be hard to get close to due to his nature and mannerisms but once someone cracks that exterior, he is loving… to a degree. takes a while to warm up to people.

[ ☆ ] — seo changbin || located at @/themuses-rp || idol!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @/levantcrs haejin [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨❤️ ]

the most romantic of the three. changbin is the sweetest guy even though he looks like he's not a big, cuddly bear. he's the youngest of racha and spends a lot of time either at the gym, eating or practicing his producing skills with chris. very friendly, loves to have a good laugh. all around great guy.

[ ☆ ] — moon byulyi || located at @/themuses-rp || hell!au / hellhound || in a relationship || ongoing chats: 1 || @/livealittleoc-cb leo [boyfriend] || [ ★🌟💫💙 ]

juyeon's best friend and the most dedicated hellhound in hell outside of cerberus. moonbyul often accompanies chan when hunting for souls who's times is up. she is very friendly for the most part but when she's working, she can be rather cut throat.

[ ☆ ] — song mingi || located at @/themuses-rp || hell!au / reaper || interested || ongoing chats: 1 || @/livealittleoc-cb [interest] || [ ★🌟💫💙 ]

mingi didn't get to live his life the way he should have. given a soul, the only reaper with one, he has been able to live the life that was taken away. he's still young at heart and inexperienced which means he makes a lot of mistakes and is very clumsy - especially when it comes to understanding things like sarcasm and feelings.

[ ☆ ] — kim kai || located at @/themuses-rp || mafia!au / clone / hitman || nsfw heavy || single || interested || ongoing chats: 1 || @yoncho [interest] || [ ☆🌟✨❤️ ]

created to be a killer, kai spends a lot of his time either taking out targets that he's been hired to remove from the world or hunting down those who created him. he's rough, rude and really couldn't care less about anyone's feelings. kai comes with a huge warning label - dangerous!

[ ☆ ] — azrael || located at @/themuses-rp || angel!au / archangel || single || ongoing chats: 0 || [ ☆🌟💫❤️ ]

the angel of death. azrael has found himself trapped on earth due to interfering with a human's death. he has been trying to adapt to the human way of life while maintaining his duties.

[ ☆ ] — lee jaekyung || located at @/themuses-rp || model!au / human / throuple available || throuple with sohee || single || ongoing chats: 2 || soyeon [rp] / @vienrose yeji [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨🩷 ]

can be paired with sohee for the throuple experience. jaekyung is everything anyone could want in a boyfriend or life partner. he's understanding, sexy and prides himself as a family man. he takes care of his grandmother and all those around him.

[ ☆ ] — park sohee || located at @/themuses-rp || model!au / human / throuple available || throuple with jaekyung || single || ongoing chats: 2 || soyeon [rp] / @nvrendngstry chris [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨💙 ]

can be paired with jaekyung for the throuple experience. sohee is the sweetest and softest baby who doesn't have a bad bone in her body. she loves to share her life with those around her and will go above and beyond for her friends.

[ ☆ ] — park seonghwa || located at @/themuses-rp || mafia!au / human / seducer || single || ongoing chats: 0 || [ ☆🌟✨🩷 ]

seonghwa gathers information for his mafia family, trained in the art of seduction, he knows the right words to say and how to read those he's talking to. he is a gentleman most of the time and will treat those he's talking to right as long as they are useful to him - rarely does he engage in torture.

[ ☆ ] — johnny suh || located at @/themuses-rp || demon!au / incubus || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @/seoulxsinners alex [rp] / @/oc-empire asta || [☆🌟✨❤️ ]

johnny has been spending more time on earth due to having been brought up to help around the club. he can be summoned for sexual needs which requires a 'payment'. he does love information and has a library filled with loads of knowledge and is happy to bargain for more.

[ ☆ ] — serena || located at @/themuses-rp || mermaid!au / siren || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @/oc-empire calum || [ ☆🌟💫💙 ]

an ancient creature who has found her way onto land. humans are both something she marvels at and dislikes due to their nature when it comes to things that are not like them. she is curious and new to the world with strange mannerisms. loves the beach and all things to do with the sea.

[ ☆ ] — christopher bang || located at @/themuses-rp || werewolf!au / alpha || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @/oc-empire camden || [ ☆🌟✨❤️ ]

an alpha who is the son of the moon goddess. chris has a pack that is mixed with humans and werewolves and tends to be more of a warrior chief than an alpha in the way he runs the pack. he’s lowkey a little silly, young at heart but can be strong and takes people under his wing.

[ ☆ ] — jessica bang || located at @/themuses-rp || idol!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @/levantcrs jieun [rp] || [ ☆🌟✨💛 ]

chris’ little sister who has recently debuted under the same company. jessica has always looked up to her big brother and decided to follow in his footsteps. protected by the racha boys and their friends, jessica is sweet but a little rebellious when it comes to her freedom.

[ ☆ ] — hwang hyunjin || located at @/themuses-rp || idol!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 0 || [ ☆🌟✨❤️ ]

hyunjin is a recently official member of racha, having joined the group a couple of years after their debut. the prince of versace, the one who had women envious and men both wanting him and wanting to be him. hyunjin is naturally talented and worked hard to get to where he is, however, he also comes with a reputation that he doesn't hide.

[ ☆ ] — song hwayoung || located at @/themuses-rp || ceo!au / human || single || ongoing chats: 0 || [ ☆🌟✨🩷 ]

when a woman sets her mind to taking on the world, you best believe she can achieve anything. that's the motto hwayoung lives by. she's the type of woman that has men shaking in their boots when she walks into the boardroom. there is nothing she can't do... or that's what she likes to believe.

✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒔 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — christopher bang || located at @domxbot || dom!au / ceo || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @luvxnoir chanhee / @/livealittleoc-cb bonnie [ ☆⭐️✨❤️ ]

a dominant man in all areas of his life. he has a way of doing things and does not like having to bend to fit others which is why he’s still single. he believes in a contract and fulfilling it so it can be hard to learn about him but, under it all, he’s a man who can love. it just takes a bit.

[ ☆ ] — lee minhyuk || located at @/domxbot || dom!au / model / idol || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 6 || @/san-cb / @kitakcb / @/livealittleoc-cb ace / @dark-royals-cb keeho / @/violettaamore / @littleboywooyoungie || [ ☆⭐️✨💙 ]

minhyuk is fairly easy-going. while he likes structure and routine, he can be very boyfriend with those he has a contract with. spontaneous and fun, he takes cares of those around him even if he doesn’t actually need to. he can blur the lines at times.

[ ☆ ] — lee chaerin || located at @/domxbot || dom!au / fashion designer || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @eloisedupont / @reve-rv seulgi || [ ☆⭐️✨🩷 ]

chaerin is a sugar mommy, she loves to spoil her babies. she's very nurturing, caring and gentle. as a fashion designer, she travels a lot and tends to take her sugar baby with her when she goes away and designs a lot of their outfits for them

✧˖*°࿐ ❝ 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ❞ ✧ ೃ༄

[ ☆ ] — bang chan || located at @bxnqchxn || mafia!au / human / predator || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 3 || @/shin-haneul / @/kitakcb / @/levantcrs jisoo [rp] || [ ☆⭐️✨🩷 ]

raised to kill, chris is a skilled and dangerous member of his mafia family. he is deemed unkillable considering his body count and many refer to him as a predator. he is trying to figure out who has framed him for stealing something that can expose everyone in the underground

[ ☆ ] — kang seulgi || located at @demonesseulgi || demon!au / lust || nsfw heavy || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @yanderejoy || [ ☆⭐️✨❤️ ]

seulgi is the sin of lust, she captures her souls with a simple kiss and makes them obsessed with her. there is no escaping her once she's got her meal in her possession and she will keep them until she grows bored or she's fully consumed their soul.

[ ☆ ] — jeon soyeon || located at @wolf-sxyeon || werewolf!au / shadow wolf || single || ongoing chats: 1 || @oc-empire Jaxon || [ ☆⭐️💫💜 ]

soyeon was blessed by the moon goddess with an alternative self. a shadow wolf. while one side of her is timid, shy and gentle, her wolf is the opposite and is rather protective. she hides away to keep safe but when cornered, she will develop teeth that leave a nasty mark.

[ ☆ ] — kim jongin || located at @yanjxngin || yandere!au / king || single || ongoing chats: 2 || @/jinju-oc / @obsession-cb soyeon || [ ☆⭐️💫💜 ]

jongin is a king from a faraway land who has come to seoul in search of the one he will make his queen. he doesn't become obsessed immediately, it does take him a while as he wants to make sure she is perfect for him. if he becomes disinterested, he will remove the obstacle without hesitation.

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writing-whump · 1 year ago

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Bleeding silver

This is a Christmas present for my lovely friend and RP partner @clickerflight. Great writer and artist, your work lights up my day.💙 Hope you enjoy!

Summary: Flashback fic, when Isaiah was 17, an executioner in his family pack. Insight into his secrets about his father, brothers and the deal with Reuben. Angst, captivity, torture, mentions of war, mentions of death, mentions of abuse.

Father’s office was big, dark with lots of massive wood a fireplace and two smaller rooms for waiting and parallel meetings, but very few wolves knew about its greatest advantage - that it had a stairway leading to another office downstairs.

The basement office had no windows. It was that far in the ground and the walls were of thick cement. No sounds came out of there.

Isaiah made sure no one was at the meeting room, before he went down, closing the secret door behind him.

Reuben was in the same position as Isaiah saw him in the morning. Hands in silver chains leading back to the wall behind him. He could sit upright, but he could not move up from there. Silver cuffs on his feet served no other purpose than to cause more burning pain. He was bleeding where silver touched him, the skin rough and blistered.

“I brought you food,” Isaiah said, putting the plate next to his limp feet before stepping away to lean against the cluttered table behind him.

Reuben tilted his head slowly, eyes glassy and feverish as they focused on him. His brown curls were greasy from sweat and matted with old blood and he was shivering without his shadow. He still managed a sarcastic: “How very kind of you.”

It was a bowl of soup. Isaiah figured Reuben’s last bouts of sickness could be traced back to the ongoing strain from the silver burns and that maybe something easier on the stomach could help. He could not simply give him whatever they had at dinner so he made the plainest chichen broth he could.

“It’s such a shame,” Reuben rasped, leaning his head back, “you go through all that trouble to keep me alive, but I’ll have to say no.”

“I don’t care if you are alive,” Isaiah said on reflex.

“Yes, you do. You know what will happen, when my dad finds out about this, right? Can you Wolfsons afford another war? I hear you are preparing for one right now.”

“You couldn’t have heard that,” Isaiah said, folding his hands on his chest. No way someone would reveal such sensitive information…

“Your daddy dearest sounded pretty sure,” Reuben said, a small smirk playing on his chapped lips at Isaiah’s discomfort. “He talks a lot like I won’t survive to tell the tale. I guess he’s right.”

Isaiah’s eyes narrowed, but he said nothing. His shadow rose angrily though, slashing down on the ground. He didn’t like to be left out of decisions of that magnitude. Neither did he agree with Reuben getting killed. The guy was 17, the same as Isaiah and the oldest son of the Jäger pack’s leader. It made no sense to kill him. Isaiah knew he could have easily been the one on the floor in his father’s office.

“You should really decide already,” Reuben rasped. “You are in conflict, that’s clear as day. You bring me food, you come watch me when you father all but forgets, you worry about my survival although you shouldn’t. You want to release me, but you also want to do what daddy says. You don’t understand the logic behind his plan to torture me. If he killed me, it would be a quicker way to start a war. And your father obviously wants to start one.”

“That’s not true,” Isaiah said sharply. “Father only does what’s best for the pack.”

“So why did he kidnap me? Why this whole ordeal?” Reuben lifted himself up, hands automatically tugging before he winced at the movement and sagged back again.

“There is surely an explanation I’m still not worthy or smart enough to understand.”

“Ha! You still believe that? There is no way your father does things for the greater good of anyone but his bloodthirsty shadow. I told you. This is not how a leader acts.” Reuben coughed then, his whole torse shaking with the cough until it blew into a whole coughing fit, wracking his frame.

“I’m going to escape from here,” Reuben continued, voice breathy and ragged. “One way or another.” He looked at the bowl of soup in disgust, head lolling to the other side.

Isaiah snorted. “How? By starving yourself? That’s the big plan?”

“Why not? I can’t keep doing this forever.” He squeezed his eyes shut, sweat running down the side of his face although he was shivering. “I want out.”

Isaiah was silent for a long time, shaken by the sheer despair in Reuben’s otherwise talkative arrogant voice. It’s been two weeks. He was running thin, constantly in pain from the silver, the beatings and rolled down shadow that came in irregular intervals not helping.

“It’s just because you are not used to the silver,” he said quietly.

Reuben’s eyes closed in exhaustion. “No one is supposed to be used to silver. It freaking hurts. It’s poison to us.”

“See? That’s why father training me with silver is such a good move. Silver with shadow, without the shadow, seeing how quickly you recover. Look at this.” Isaiah crouched down and rolled down the right sleeve on his coat to show the ugly red welts on his arm.

Reuben opened his eyes to slits to look, eyebrows furrowing together.

“Silver knife with a rolled down shadow. But my shadow is already back up. I have grown stronger since he did it to me last time. Every time I get used to the pain more. I know what to expect. And I can call my shadow to come back to me sooner instead of being paralyzed by the pain.”

“Why do you sound so bloody happy?!” Reuben said, face contorting into an angry grimace. “That’s not normal, Isaiah! That’s not something a father does to his son, or a wolf does to his pup. That’s not something a parent’s shadow is supposed to be capable of doing to its child!”

Isaiah recoiled, covering the slashes with his good hand. “You don’t understand. He doesn’t like to do it. It’s a necessary sacrifice for him, but he does it for my sake.”

“For your sake!” Reuben exclaimed, lifting himself up in the chains again only to break into another coughing fit. Isaiah felt the unexplainable impulse to steady him, to touch him.

“That’s such nonsense, Isaiah. This is not part of the training of a successor. Or an executioner. It’s just plain sadistic torture.”

Isaiah bowed his head, staring at the carpet. It was dusty, covered with patches of dried blood.

“And you know it. Deep down you know it. Why else would you prevent your father from training your younger brother?”

Isaiah flinched at that, looking back at Reuben. “One executioner is enough. This kind of training is for me. I’m the strongest in the pack. It’s a burden and a blessing. And mainly, it’s my duty.” For the greater good. For the good of the pack. They need someone like me, who can bear the pain, inflict the pain, understand it and protect them from it.

“If you truly believed this was a strength, you would have trained your brother yourself. Instead, you made a deal. Your father told me. Gloated to me, really. That you think you can do everything on your own, so much your brother won’t be needed for the job at all. That you made a deal that you would not protest any mission if Hector were excluded from the training. And that Hector himself hates you for it. Stupid bastard, not knowing what he is missing.”

Isaiah’s eyes widened. He had no idea father told Reuben such intimate family affairs.

“You won’t protect him forever. He complied to motivate you, but he is sure your qualms will disappear. The more you do it, the more your shadow tastes the blood, the more it will crave it. Until you become like him. And then he will train Hector too. Make him into another you. And you will enjoy it, just like your father enjoys it right now.”

Isaiah stood up abruptly. His heart was beating fast in his chest, his shadow swelling beside him, reacting to his fear, to his pain. It wanted to claw into Reuben for saying that, it wanted to tear him to shreds, taste his blood, bite deep into him just like father would into Isaiah, to calm down, to feel in control…

Reuben smiled, blood in the corner of his lips, eyes glittering with fever and irony. “See? You are on your best way to get there. To the shadow madness.”

Isaiah stepped closer to Reuben, towering over him. He was so weak and pitiful. Isaiah could break his ribs with one kick, smash his teeth together to make him shut up, he could strangle him with his shadow…

Reuben said nothing else, staring invitingly in the way of a wolf making a challenge. Isaiah realized then Reuben was truly serious.

He wanted to die. And he wanted to provoke Isaiah into doing it.

Isaiah walked away.

After he closed and locked the basement office door, he all but ran up the stairs, into the office, through the side exit into the courtyard.

Isaiah braced his hands against his thighs, gulping in the taste of fresh, cold air. He needed to clear his head. He needed his shadow back under control.

Isaiah sat in the smaller of the adjoined offices, doing paperwork, when Marek walked in.

Although Isaiah was younger, Marek waited patiently until Isaiah acknowledged his presence. That’s how it was these days. Marek was a Wolkenstein, he had a powerful shadow and great skill. But no wolf could measure up to Isaiah’s shadow or his control or his skill with it. None of the older wolves, not even those leading their own fractions, their own little allied groups. Not even Isaiah’s uncle. No one but father could do it.

Isaiah lifted his gaze. His shadow was up, covering the ground around the table and climbing the walls. He liked to keep it in the open when he didn’t want to be disturbed. He felt safer with it.

Marek bowed his head, eyes glued to the ground, head tipping to the side to show his throat. It was more of a symbolic gesture, but an important one, showing his submission and acceptance of Isaiah’s power over him.

Isaiah’s shadow wiggled in satisfaction, sizzling like water dripping on burning coals.

“You may speak,” Isaiah said, voice carefully neutral and devoid of emotion.

“The leader said you are in charge of picking wolves for the battle,” Marek said, lifting his gaze tentatively, though looking somewhere over Isaiah’s shoulder. “With the Specter pack. They send us their challenge already, right? You have the date?”

“The date and place have been decided,” Isaiah allowed. He didn’t like where this was going. He had been put in charge of picking the pack members for the battle and he decided not to pick anyone. He would go there alone or with father at most and handle it.

“Then…who is coming?”

Isaiah gave him a measured stare. It usually scared wolves enough not to ask questions and leave him alone. Especially with his shadow up like that.

Marek gulped a little under the pressure, but continued: “You mean…no one? Do you seriously want to go alone?”

“That is my decision to make,” Isaiah said coldly. His shadow hissed like a snake, not liking the disagreement in Marek’s voice.

“Of course, it’s your decision,” Marek said quickly, shoulders hunching. “But Isaiah, come on. Wars are about numbers. Specters are coming after us with at least 10 of their strongest members. We should do the same. We have manpower to choose from, wolves eager for battle and we are strong, Isaiah. If you said a word…”

Isaiah said nothing, just glaring.

Marek looked up before quickly bowing his gaze again. “Isaiah, please. If you don’t want to pick, I’ll ask. Only volunteers, what do you think?”

They both knew there would be plenty of those. Isaiah disliked it. This was a great opportunity to let go of some anger and accumulated aggression, but wolves would always be eager to fight. It wasn’t civilized and it brought nothing good to fight between packs. Isaiah wanted to do it alone, so no one else would bear the risk.

“There is no point in having a pack, if you don’t let it fight for you when it counts,” Marek said, voice low and soothing.

Isaiah didn’t answer, but he let his eyes go to the side, conceding the point.

Marek straightened up at that, voice relieved. “Thank you. Nothing bad will happen, Isaiah. Don’t worry.”

Isaiah narrowed his eyes. Suggesting he was worried was not acceptable, even if Marek had been his friend and had seen him train long before he became the executioner.

Marek winced, backing away. “I’ll be going then.”

But executioners didn’t have friends. Marek understood that, yet still felt like he needed to look out for him. Isaiah didn’t manage to scare him away as well as he intended.

Maybe it was the Wolkenstein ability to tell lies and truth. And Marek was well-tuned to Isaiah’s masks, somehow able to read between the neutral expressions, threatening looks and cold tones.

Isaiah didn’t like it. It was as if Marek could see through his defenses, all the way to the little boy he used to be, when they first became friends with each other.

Marek went to the door, only turning at the last second, eyes briefly meeting his. “It’s okay, Zaya.”

I know you are in there somewhere. You won’t fool me. I know this is a kindness from you. It’s okay. You don’t have to do it alone.

Isaiah said nothing as Marek disappeared out the door, staring at the spot for a long time.

***

Isaiah walked briskly through the halls, shadow slashing behind him. Wolves and humans and witches quickly cleared the way at his approach.

He walked as quickly as he could without outright running.

“It was a necessary loss,” his father said. Isaiah could still see his ruthlessly calm green eyes staring holes into his head. “People die in wars, it is to be expected. It was an acceptable sacrifice. We only lost two people, Isaiah. This is a victory to be celebrated.”

Isaiah fumed. He said nothing, only getting out the door, shadow lashing. He needed to get home, he needed to get out of the public eye. Away from celebrating wolves, from victory yells and champagne.

The victory wasn’t worth Marek’s life.

Isaiah was coming to think no victory could have been worthy of it.

It was an unnecessary war. For territory, for not forgiving a slight offense. It was entirely father’s fault. And it was Isaiah’s, because he let Marek talk him into taking more wolves.

Isaiah let Marek come. To die.

Isaiah burst into the apartment he shared with his brothers, shadow trailing behind him, long and angry.

Hector and Arnie were both in the living room, eating. They had the meet and mashed potatoes Isaiah cooked in the morning. He always cooked for them, finding it the most and if not only enjoyable time of his day. Doing something with his hands that created instead of destroyed, something enjoyable that could be shared.

Hector stood up from the table. “Ah, there he is. Father didn’t even want me at the celebration, because I wasn’t part of the war in any way. You all happy about that, huh? Keeping him and all the good techniques to yourself, you selfish prick.”

Isaiah ignored him, getting out of his coat and removing his shoes.

“You can’t keep me out of every interesting fight! I know this is your fault, that you keep me away from father on purpose - but I’ll get strong anyway. Stronger than you and then you’ll regret-”

Isaiah turned. There was blood on his suit, Marek’s blood, as he kneeled beside him as he bled out from a silver bullet. His shadow rose around him, spilling over the living room, swelling with anger.

Hector stopped abruptly, taking an involuntary step back.

Arnie hunched into himself at the table. He was just 11 years old, used to his brothers, their shadows and their fighting. To the good kind of fighting, the playful one. When they weren’t trying to hurt each other.

Nowadays Hector tried to hurt Isaiah whenever he saw him. Lashing out in anger, not understanding what was wrong, why he was being left out. He was 15 years old, a very sensitive age for a shadow wolf. They needed guidance and direction, a clear example and goals to follow, so they could discipline their shadows into submission. Shadows that reacted to every hormonal emotion with a vengeance and aggression.

This was a sensitive age. And Isaiah nor father could be there for him. Isaiah made sure of that.

“Shut up,” Isaiah said, fighting the urge to just roll his little brother's shadow down and take the peace and quiet he craved. “Shut up for once. No one is interested in your whining.”

Hector went pale, bowing his head in submission and fear.

Isaiah’s shadow wiggled in excitement at the gesture. Isaiah felt sick.

Arnie stood up then, a little hesitant before stepping closer to Isaiah. His green eyes were wide in his childish face, blond hair messy and shining under the kitchen lamp.

“Was it bad? Are you hurt?” Arnie said quietly, reaching for his arm. He knew he had to be careful with wolves, although he was never afraid of the two of them. At least that was ingrained into Isaiah and Hector both by their mother, when she was still alive. Isaiah never worried about Hector doing anything to Arnie and until now the trust turned justified.

Isaiah fought every instinct in his body not to recoil or shove him off, when Arnie gently touched his forearm. All his muscles clenched inside him. Arnie was all softness, round and vulnerable and kind, looking at him with those trusting big eyes…

Isaiah tolerated the touch for a few seconds, revulsion and disgust swirling inside him. His shadow steadied though, pulling back and down.

The oldest wolf stepped away from the human boy and then hurried into the bathroom at the end of the hall. Fortunately, they had two bathrooms and this one Isaiah liked to reserve for himself.

He locked the door behind him, then opened the faucet to full blast and let the shower run. His hands were shaking so badly that he barely managed to unbutton his shirt and strip down from his bloody clothes.

That was all he managed before the tears came.

The grief and pain flooded him like a tsunami, crashing the air out of his lungs. He slid down the door, curling into himself, hoping the running water would disguise the sounds.

He held onto his composure during the battle. He held onto it when Marek got shot, and when his mother bled out next to him, trying to save her oldest son. There were still two kids she left behind. Marek’s little brother and sister.

Isaiah’s insides shook and twisted. He buried his face into his knees, wailing quietly, while his shadow clawed at the bathroom tiles. But he wasn’t worried it would do anything anymore. This was a way to let out a strong emotions, and he would rather let it out through tears than through someone’s blood.

At least this time around.

***

Isaiah went down the stairs. It was deep into the night, the sounds of celebration still loud.

He went down the steps with newfound determination. The conflict in him was gone, his shadow calm at his side as he opened the door. He didn’t switch the light on.

Reuben was sleeping fitfully in the chains, but was quick to wake at the sound of his approach. The bowl of soup was untouched.

Isaiah had no time to be hesitant. He went down to one knee beside him, taking out the keys and unlocking his cuffs.

Reuben’s eyes widened, but he pulled his bleeding hands away, pressing them against his chest. “What's going on?”

“We’ll wait till your shadow comes back and heals you. I’ll replace the chain with a steel one, so the silver doesn’t burn you. And when the time is right, I’ll help you escape,” Isaiah said, voice hard and clipped.

Reuben’s face lightened up. “Isaiah, this is the right choice. You won’t regret-”

“In exchange,” Isaiah interrupted harshly, “you won’t tell your father what happened to you or that the Wolfsons had anything to do with it. Tell him you were on a trip or spent the time passed out drunk. I don’t care. But there will be no other war, you understand?”

Reuben frowned, lowering his voice. “That bad today?”

Isaiah stood up, leaning back against the table like he did before. Reuben slid away from his usual place by the wall, as if wanting to exercise some of his new freedom, though he was weak and didn’t get further than a step.

“I won’t let another war happen. No one else has to get hurt in this. You know what my father is. You know the only ones suffering are you and me. And you said it yourself, it’s not my fault. We don’t have to make it a pack business.”

“Am I just supposed to forgive you? Just like that? What about my suffering, huh?”

Isaiah rubbed at his face tiredly. “Can’t you just be happy you won’t end up dead?”

“What about the consequences? What about the silver scars, what about the pain to my shadow, Isaiah? What am I supposed to do if there turns out to be damage I can’t manage on my own? It wants revenge and-”

“If we go to war, I’ll go and kill your father.”

Reuben froze, mouth open.

“I don’t want another war. But if you won’t help me, there will be one and more Wolfson wolves are going to die. Jäger wolves are going to die. But I’ll make sure to kill your father, so your pack is hit the most, losing its leader. So no other pack ever tries to fight us again. You want to go that road?”

Reuben snarled at him. If he went to his father and started the war, he would not be strong enough to fight in it. And he couldn’t defeat Isaiah the first time anyway, though they were very closely matched.

“Fine. I won’t tell anyone what happened was your and the Wolfson pack leader’s doing. But I can’t let your shadow mad father run free, Isaiah, you have to under-”

“Give me a year,” Isaiah said. “Give me one year and I’ll deal with him myself. Just don’t tell anyone.”

Reuben would always have the knowledge that could destroy his pack. Once he was free, the bargaining advantage would be in his hands.

Reuben raised an eyebrow at him, features hard. “Fine. In exchange?”

Isaiah sighed. “Anything you want.”

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