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reddogf13 · 3 months ago

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Pride & Ruin CH 1

on A03 as well

Alcina X Ethan

summery: Determined to find his daughter Ethan Winters, an omega, storms the castle of Alcina Dimitrescu, an alpha. While fleeing her three beta daughters Ethan has the unfortunate luck of being snagged on the alphas claws. Slipping out a yelp, Ethan fears the worst. Instead, luck will be in his favor under a prideful alpha and Miranda's plans will fall to ruin.

Status: Incomplete

Rated: M - fowl language and gore

Previous chap: None

Next chap: Ch:2 Scars & gauze

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~Ch:1 Misstep~

Ethan Winters was an injured, exhausted, incredibly broken omega. His baby daughter stolen from him after his wife was murdered by his ex-friend for unknown reasons. Waking confused after a serious truck crash. He fought off multiple Lycan's in a strange land far from home. Was captured by some beta male, a lord of the village lands, with telekinetic powers. taken before three other lords and some witch who he discovered now has his daughter captive. Two in that room he was terrified of in particular. That witch decorated in gold, surrounded by large crow wings and the other an extremely tall lady dressed in white. both were alphas, that he hoped would never notice what he is. His heart skipped a beat when the notion of who would get him came up. Partly relieved that the alpha lost to the beta. Almost killed by the same male lord who caught him, but lucky enough to escape his tunnel of torture. Ethan had set out on finding his daughter through the village.

The first was a cryptic hag who pointed him toward a large castle. Outside by the gates he met a strange overly large man with a bright jolly attitude. He got more information out of him than anyone else in the past twelve hours. Hearing of each lords reputation he perked up at the mentioned alpha Alcina Dimitrescu.

“the grand lady of the castle, you must've seen her. Her reputation and that of the castle of blood and death have traveled far. Not so surprising of an alpha, but don't assume she doesn't have a gentle hand. she was always interested in having children, maybe your Rose is hidden away in her castle. It wouldn't hurt to start there.” The large man gestured toward the gates right before tempting Ethan to buy supplies. If Rose was in the castle, he'd have to get her out quick.

Now, he was risking so much by being inside. Soon after entering, he was caught. She had three daughters, he couldn't tell what they were at first. Terrified they were alphas as well by the scent stuck to them. Dragging him by a sickle stabbed through the leg toward a room where she was. Heart nearly leaping from his chest upon entering a bedroom. Terrified she knew until she did her little introduction. Extremely lucky so far that she still thought he was a beta. He took his suppressants a while before all of this. It was hiding his true nature, but those were on the verge of wearing off. He was meant to take his next dosage this morning, but Chris's assault on his family prevented that.

Escaping the painful hooks hoisting him off the ground. He was running around with not much of a plan. Fearing someone would notice something off the longer he lingered. He himself was already feeling himself crumble inside. The lovely scent of that alpha was everywhere and he couldn't help but relax to it if he stopped for too long. He was getting caught too much by the lady's three daughters because of it. A few times by the lady herself, he soon learned had the intimidating trait of grow able blades for nails. Bitter to admit that he found her as beautiful as she was dangerous. Figuring out quickly her daughters weren't human at all, being a swarm of shape changing insects. that may be considered the beta types with their lack of scent, if even that. Figuring out they had trouble scenting him at all.

Fleeing away from them, for possibly the fifteenth time, he stopped to crouch for a rest. Wheezing air into his burning lungs aching behind his bruised ribs. Cuts, stabs and other broken things were taking its toll. Ultimately this would lead to a terrible mistake. He was being herded in the halls and didn't realize until it was too late. The girls attacked him into fleeing down this hall, in particular. They caught up while making their presence well known to get him running ahead again. Distracted by the pain his body was going through he didn't hear the crackle of Alcina's stretched out claws. He passed a corner without looking, and a severe pain hit his side. Multiple pinning stabs had him slip out a yelp. The worse he could have let happen right in front of her.

Fortunately, and unfortunately, he wasn't the only one regretting their actions. Briefly, just before the hit. It had all come together for Alcina. She was about to be rid of this rat in her castle. For hours he'd been destroying her property. Taking what wasn't his and leading her poor girls on an endless chase. Imagining the praise she'd be showered by her mother for containing him when that dunce Heisenberg couldn't. Her claws unsheathed, she readied them at his approaching footsteps. Soon as he turned the corner she stabbed them right into that pathetic man-thing. Excited at the thought of causing him pain. The scream she expected didn't come, but a cried out yelp. High pitched, quick, it didn't last long and yet the sound hit her like a bolt of lightning. Her heart seized in her chest, body locking up in immediate guilt, she yanked her claws back soon after he was slammed into the ground from them. Freed, he wasted no time scrambling away to disappear within the castle. Her body stayed locked in place to process what had happened. She caused an omega to yelp.

It was a unique sound to them. An alert to let alphas know they were being harmed or a depressing bid to not be attacked by one. Any alpha who heard it would have an instinctual reaction to it. To run and protect their omega or freeze what they were doing alongside immense regret. She already wanted to find him and treat the wounds she caused. Driving her regret further in remembering the few other times she clawed him, but he hadn't yelped. Mildly Relieved by the fact he seemed far sturdier than any other she has lashed out against. His healing was remarkable against her hits. The other times he was nabbed by her daughters his wounds were hardly a worry.

Those three lovely daughters of hers ran up to their mother, who stood frozen in place. The man-thing long gone from their ambush. They worried about having failed her in setting the trap. Bela, her eldest with blonde hair, looked up at her in concern. “mother, what happened?”

she let out a long drawn breath. “he's an omega.”

An omega, in their castle, was the biggest shock. her daughters looked to one another, a bit of curiosity mixed with excitement. being non-human they didn't fully understand the mechanics of alphas, betas and omegas. Far too easy for them to miss their pheromone cues when evolution never required it of their insect species. Confused when their mother got extra snappy during her rut. Or why betas in the village were always anxious of them, even when not seen. bearing an alphas scent everywhere after living with their mother 24/7. however, they read up on it all and knew the strong bond an alpha and omega could have. A shared presence between the two would calm one another, boost healing, and most importantly would create strong brood. Far more than what a beta and omega pair could create.

Daniela, her youngest child with bright red hair, asked. “aren't they rare?”

“extremely, as much as alphas.” both were slowly disappearing in the world. Evolution no longer had much of a need for them in modern society. Alphas could breed with betas just fine, but it only resulted in betas. Betas together only beget more betas. An omega was the only one that could have children in each branch. There hadn't been an omega in the village in centuries and like hell she'd let this one escape her grasp.

Is this why you wanted him so bad? A raging fire filled her lungs. Mother Miranda said he was important for the ceremony and stole his daughter for it. She knows how far omegas will go to keep their offspring safe. she must know what he is. Why didn't she tell me? Her claws threatened to extend on their own. A secret she didn't want me to know. To have. Instincts urged her to claim him first. Fighting the other part of her demanding loyalty to Miranda after all she gave. Gifting a pathetic diseased alpha immense power, three darling daughters to have, all the wealth of her ancestors. Could she steal such a mate from one she owed her own life to?

Broken from her thoughts by her daughters. “should we go after him?”

“no.” He's long gone and in hiding. That was a perfect hit then all the others. Heart aching for what she'd done and not wanting to cause him any more stress. “My dears, we'll have to change how we react to Mr. winters.” making sure she had her daughters' full attention. “don't harm him if he comes out, herd him away from escape and nothing more. … I need to think.” heading off to grab a bottle of wine in the cellar. How didn't I notice? I tasted his blood, smelled it so many times and still- suppressants. She glared to the side. No, there's more to it than that. Face crinkling in remembrance. Long ago In her time living out of the village she came across omegas under their influence. Each of them smelled like a pharmacy. She knew the scent well, loathed that it reminded her so much of the hospitals she used to see regularly for her blood disorder. Her nose had grown too sensitive toward it, hating it wafting by in the jazz clubs when omegas were more abundant. while other alphas had no idea what she was talking about when it was brought up. He didn't smell anything like that, his blood wasn't strong in taste. A strange flatness she mistook for some disease causing staleness. she'd never tasted something like it before on anyone. His healing is closer to mine than any other. What else hasn't she told? Miranda said he was special. Another detail to hide from me? His scent was still suppressed, but lacked the medicine smell. which meant. They're wearing off. It's only a matter of time before his heat.

Stepping into the kitchen she perused the wine for her special bottle of red. Delicately decorated with silver across the large bottle. Staring into her reflection across the glass. She gave me everything and I'm ready to steal from her. She's right not to trust me if that's my first thought. Grabbing a few glasses in her free hand before returning to the main room. She gazed down onto the freshly opened bejeweled bottle to pour its rich red wine. The heavy scent of iron flowed off it when swished around her glass. Sticking more than a regular wine would to the glass cup. Her daughters drinking the same vintage on the couch opposite to hers. Bela mixed a dash of it into a hot cup of tea to sip alongside reading her book. Daniela sat next to Cassandra, her middle eldest with dark brunette hair, drank theirs from similar wine glasses. as they talked about something their mother couldn't focus on right now.

I couldn't steal him from Miranda. The immense disappointment she'd have for me. A weak feeble creature whose logical reasoning fell to primal urges. Bringing up a hand to slightly extend her claws in bored inspection. To go against nature and hand an omega over to competition? She never expected me to be strong. Preferring that false alpha Heisenberg over me, after being so loyal. She even gave him that omega to keep him from me. Claws threatened to pierce the couch's armrest. Remembering back to the meeting then to the call she made right after capturing winters. She expected something from her after reporting Karl's failure. A “well done.” or a simple “handle it since Karl couldn't.”.

But no, she was practically scolded. “Why is he in your castle?”

She was taken aback by Miranda's snippy tone. As if accusing her of inviting winters over. “he came in after escaping Heisenberg.” she restated. “that overgrown child has never been responsible with anything. I'll take on his responsibilities and make sure business is taken care of with Mr. winters. Shall I have the girls-”

“no, he's needed for the ceremony. Keep him contained until then. If that's too hard for you then hand him off.”

“... yes mother. Nothing to worry about.” every conversation felt the same since her gift given day. What did I expect? Remembering the olden days she used to get so much praise and pleasant greetings when she was ill. Walks around the castle grounds where they happily chatted about life. Those brief times were when she felt free from her illness that left her mostly bedridden. When she was offered a gift, a chance at a cure, she didn't hesitate to accept. When she got better from Miranda's gift it became more of a battle between them. She didn't know what changed. Miranda was excited to see her do so well, until a few flaws came to the surface. Her tall growth shouldn't cause this much ire. Alphas were always bigger. Didn't this make her better than any other? Was it because her bad blood still stayed? That was handled for the most part, like taking medicine instead of a slow death. Blood was far more preferable to choking down useless pills. She was made strong enough to kill an army of men! A pure being of horror any place would fear her name... and yet.

Why am I never enough? She prefers a beta over me. One who clearly has no loyalties to her, but does she listen to my warnings? A clink sound from her glass forced her to calm down. Watching a drop of wine escape through a stress crack. A little more pressure would have smashed it and ruin her white dress. Is it because I'm an alpha? I wasn't a threat before when dying of bad blood? Why was I given such a gift then shortly tossed away? Is that all she sees me as? Competition, a threat to her power after all I've given? Her frown twisted into a smile. She knew I'd want him and knew I'd see how valuable he was. Of course, my blood disease still lingers, but my fertility was revived. What true alpha would let such a prime mate go? I've never denied myself of any pleasure. For fresh blood to take over the old must fall to the new. Swirling around her glass. With him, I could make a mighty clan of royal blood. I just have to claim him before she does. How could someone fumble a prize so badly for it to land in the competitions den on a silver platter? Now, how to lure him out?

Meanwhile the hidden omega, injured, was currently hiding in the walls. Making a sad little nest to lay on out of torn up couch cushions he stole from the attic. Depressingly feeling like an actual rat infesting the house of blood. Recovering from his injury in record time compared to any other. His body still felt the after soreness. Bruising seeming to take the longest to heal. Guess my body doesn't see it as a problem. Wincing when he sat up to look over his recent stabbing. The holes were still there, but shallower than before. Startled by a sound he mistook for buzzing of the sisters. Calming down at it being his hollow stomach. He hardly ate dinner before everything went so wrong.

I can't chance leaving right now. Not after- ugh. I held it all the other times, why then? She knows now. That yelp had trapped him deeper in this place. She was annoyed when he escaped before. That would change to an obsession. She'd be more subtle in her hunts to catch instead of kill. He had to find out where Rose is and run from this castle. If he was caught and claimed, she'd never let him go. He'd struggle to escape her, his anxiety problems crippled his body beyond functionality enough as is. Even his bond with Mia was difficult after the Louisiana incident. Constantly grating on her nerves to stick close to her at all times. She understood that it was how he was, but she wasn't an alpha. Her scent couldn't calm him and his couldn't tame the annoyance he unintentionally caused. He always felt bad whenever he tried to talk about what happened. It helped him, but upset her every time. Eventually he stopped and focused on his daughter instead. Her small smiling face giggling at him always warmed his chest. Taking her tiny hand that grasped his.

I'll find you. I promise. Wiping away the tears stinging his eyes. Stomach growling again to find some food. Dammit. … can't if I starve in the walls. Grabbing onto some wooden posts he lifted himself up. Following alongside the walls to a map in his head. Stopping by one wall he guessed was attached to the kitchen. Picking up a nearby broken stone he knocked it into one that felt loose. Popped free he peeked through its empty space. It was the kitchen with food scattered around the place. Good, didn't fuck up. Trying as quietly as possible to knock more stones free. Slipping through the gap he cautiously searched the room. Skipping any meat for fear they were once other people. He took up an apple instead from inside a basket. I should take- fleeing at the sight of a swarm of flies rushing in.

“hey! He went into the wall!” he heard one of the girls shout behind him.

He took no chance in checking, sure that they were following. He ran the entire way back to his micro den. Taking less than a second to crumple down and slide a fake chunk of wood over it. He laid still and quiet in waiting. Watching what little light he saw disappear while their footsteps thudded above to run past. Letting out a breath when they were gone. Holding onto the lone apple he snagged that he would have to eat later. Hope they leave soon, I can’t hunker down all day.

But they didn't. Searching for hours until the sun touched the mountains. The inner walls too cold for them to hunt any longer they returned empty handed. Disappointed, they failed in helping their mother. She didn't feel the same, more amused they tried so hard. Omegas were always skillful in hiding and the inner walls were far more perfect then they knew. She couldn't get him herself, far too narrow. The girls could go in, but being unable to smell him, like her, they couldn't track. He could leave and pop up anywhere in the castle. Throughout the day she was tempted to break the walls. A thin bit of stone being her only blockage. However she couldn't ruin her home by having it look like Swiss cheese.

He came here for something and as soon as he realizes it's not here he'll leave. If he can get through the kitchen wall he can break through to the outside. Catching him out there would be impossible. The girls can't go after him long and I have too tall a stature to follow. “Girls, follow me. We need to discuss someplace else.” gesturing the three to follow. Leading them into the library where sound didn't travel well. Bookcases lining the walls would stop him from spying. She kept to whispers anyway to not chance a thing. “I have an important task for you. It'll be incredibly hard, but we have no more time.”

“what is it?” “what do we do?” “an ambush?” they questioned all at once.

“You have to fly to Salvatore's. Fetch me what he has there. You know what.”

“but mother Miranda-”

“She kept him a secret, because she saw me as competition. Me, her most loyal then any other. If she sees me as competition, then I will be. only one can have that omega and he'll be mine.” she proudly smiled. “We can't pass up this opportunity. He can help our family grow far and wide. No other blood line would compare to ours. I know what he wants and it wouldn't hurt to add another to our castle.”

they simultaneously agreed. “Yes, mother.” energized for the mission.

“heat up some pouches of dry rice. It'll keep you warm enough for there and back. With luck, that disgusting creature hasn't completed what Miranda asked of him. Even If so, bring his results anyway. This is the most important part, you cannot be seen by anyone. I expect she'll find out eventually, but we cannot have Miranda discovering what we did so soon.”

they simultaneously spoke. “Yes, mother.”

“if what you find is the same as it was. I need some important supplies to care for it.” giving them a list to scavenge the dead village for. disappearing when she waved them off.

If she's been crystallized already it would make things so much harder. If not, her cries will lure him out in no time. For now, he must be far hungrier than before. Wouldn't hurt to try other things in the meantime. Heading back to the kitchen she set up a simple trap. Not expecting it to work, more so just to catch a glimpse of how he was doing. Watching his escape tunnel using the reflection of a large silver platter hung on the wall. A little away from it, was a small set up of food in a wooden bowl. A few hard boiled eggs freshly peeled, a bread roll, a wedge of cheese and some fruit. Close enough to tempt and far enough she could stop his escape. Waiting patiently quiet it took some time before he peeked out. Excited to see him she drummed her fingers against her crossed arm to keep herself still. He glanced around then stopped on the baited bowl. Staring at it blankly before his face scrunched. Well aware it was a trap he looked very insulted by it. Disappearing back to where he came from within the walls.

Oh well. She held a chuckle at his expression. Was worth a try. Worried that she still didn't see his injuries. If I could get him out a little further I could-

“Mother! Mother! Mother!” Daniela excitedly whispered while running over. “She's in your room!”

Alcina rushed to go see what her daughters had brought back. Thrilled to see the small child the same as glimpsed in mother Miranda's arms. Perfectly fine and curious of everyone surrounding her. The baby smiled up at her without an ounce of fear.

Bela handed her over to her mother. “She was quiet the whole way. A happy little bundle of sunshine since we nabbed her.”

“How bold, a clever alpha for sure. Miranda must've not wanted me to see you either, such a giveaway.” she smiled, letting the child take her hand. Her heart felt like it was melting while holding the little bundle of joy. She always loved holding her girls, but they were never this small before. “such a charming little girl. She has golden hair like her father.” his blood must be strong to have such a child with a beta. She faced her daughters. “anyone see you?”

“no.” Cassandra shook her head. “Salvatore was too busy looking at his equipment. we kept low in the alleys while raiding the village.” pointing to bags full of supplies. “We found a couple goats and left them in the courtyard.”

“perfect, as always.” she praised. “Please, bring the bags up to the den in the high tower. I'll handle the rest from there.”

“Yes, mother.” flashing away with the bags. Alcina carried the joyful child to her new room. An old omega den deep in the castles core high in the upper levels. A difficult point to reach for any challengers looking to claim. It provided everything a pair could need equal to a whole house on its own. A bathroom, a small dining room, a living space, a separate nursery and a bedroom. Entering the area she frowned at its condition. Scoffing at the dust coating everything had. Shameful. She scolded herself for letting it get so bad. Although, with her blood disease she never expected it to be used. She wouldn't have survived bearing a child and the child would be still born if she did. With her new ability to heal that was no longer an issue. She'd have to keep up on drinking her blood is all.

She left to swiftly grab some cleaning supplies. Leaving the small child with her three daughters to bond. Starting on the small side room nursery. Clearing the hand carved crib of all its cobwebs. Dusted and shining like new she prepared it with fresh silk bedding. Resting down the little darling for a much needed nap. passing good-nights with the girls they separated. She started a fire in the main fireplace for some better lighting. Dusting to sweeping the whole area until she saw her reflection in the furniture. Prime waxed wooden floors to dark wooden furniture covered in fine cushioning. Pillars of fine marble went along the walls to reach up to the ceiling. Covered in golden swirling designs around a chandelier of hanging crystals. The back of the living room rose by two steps physically separating the living half from the bedroom half. Furthest at the back was a circular room with a fitted circle bed to fill most of it. Allowing only a small walking crescent at its front to get in. Its bed surrounded by thick dark red canopy strung from the ceiling. Canopy dusted clear She stripped the bed next to re-cover it in clean layers of plush blankets and pillows. Enough that any omega would be satisfied getting lost under.

Checking on her newest addition to the home. She scooped her up into her arms for a refreshing bath and a change of her dingy baby clothes. Holding back a repulsed look at the lake sludge on them from Salvatore's lair. Humming as she dried her laughing daughter. Grabbing things she needed from the bag to dress her in a fresh diaper and new clothes. They didn't fit the royal quality she liked, but they'd do for now. Only one thing left. “I'll need a little assistance from my new daughter.” she spoke to the smiling child she picked up. Playing with her on the way to the kitchen by teasing her with her hand. Posting at her last spot to watch through the silver plate. The bowl of food left untouched since she left. Her attention turned onto the bundled child in her arms. Tickling and teasing her to let out some hear-able laughter.

Resting in his hole, Ethan shot up at the sound of Rose. His heart raced, head whipping around to locate the noise he took off the false floor. Determination to keep his child safe shoving down any fear of being caught. Racing down the narrow path to the kitchen once again. Peeking out to carefully listen on how his daughter was. What could be happening to her and who was nearby. His revealed omega status made her presence here so much more unsafe. If Rose was a beta, her existence would have been shrugged off. As an alpha, she was competition to the others who wouldn't tolerate her. Swiftly killed if they so decided she was. He was in a race against the clock to save her. Stepping out a bit too fast by her sounds getting farther away. He swallowed roughly on a dry throat. Jolting forward between stopping every time the halls had a crossing. Preparing for one of the girls to be waiting around a corner eventually. It got to a point he had to stop hesitating to pass. I'm falling too far behind. Having trouble hearing Rose he had to rely on something else. The alphas scent strongly lingering in the halls. Tracking her down halls, up many stairs, then many more halls when he came upon an open door. It was the only one open at the end of a short pitch black hall, its light from a fireplace beamed out in a golden ray.

He knew a trap when he saw one. What happens when I go in? Could I knock out the wall? He crept closer to the doorway. Examining the strong door for any weaknesses. If I can break it, it won't stop me from running later. I can grab Rose, dodge all I can and get out. Peeking past the open doorway he couldn't see anyone nearby. The alphas strong scent told him otherwise. Slipping a knife from his pocket in preparation to be lunged at. No, this wont work. Has to be another way in. Maybe I can break a wall somewhere. Make it outside and- he got two steps back from the door. out of the corner of his eye, two gold flecks shone from the darkness. Catching on too slow that it was her eyes reflecting the light.

She scooped him off his feet into a large blanket. Chuckling at her catch struggling inside to break free. Having prepared this trap just in case he got too spooked and doubled back. She was anxious when he passed by to reach the door. Hiding in the shadows she almost jumped too early when she saw him getting close. Releasing her held breath once inside the room she slammed the door shut. After the loud thud announced his entrapment a knife pierced through the blanket to frantically lash every which way. Forced to lean back, she almost dropped him to the floor. Letting out a warning snarl that froze him enough to yank the blade away. Tightening the bundle in preventing him from reaching anything else on him. She kept him calm up until he heard his daughters babbling. First she felt his heart race then he scrambled to get away again. Unable to calm him like before she worked to unfold his cover.

Admiring his protectiveness while also annoyed. “She's fine, she's fine.” she repeated when he was partly freed. His body slacked at seeing Rose set carefully on the bed. His feet set on the floor she held him still by the throat. Careful how strong her grip was while she looked him over. Hating all the weapons on him she began cutting the straps using a claw. Confiscating everything she could find before letting him loose. Gently pushing him to stay calmly off to the side.

Pressed to sit on the couch he looked back to her, shrinking away when she passed him. Fearing what she was going to do at approaching his daughter. He leapt off the couch to run for Rose. Stopped by her grabbing onto his shirt collar to keep him partly off the ground. He had no traction to squirm away and no where near the strength needed to pry her grip away. His heart sank in his chest at failing to protect his daughter. Wheezing between his struggle to break free and take her into his arms. So close yet so far while the alpha drew closer to take his child. He resorted to the only thing he could do, plead with their captor.

“please, please don't!” shutting his eyes to what was about to happen. He didn't want to see those claws carve into her. Worse being a cruel slow torture he couldn't imagine. Body locking up in threatening to go limp he was hyperventilating so hard alongside tears escaping him. Releasing a sob when his face was grabbed. Flinching at first in expecting pain by the firm hold, but it was gentle enough. Rubbing the side of his face his hyperventilating stopped. Replacing it was his body shaking uncontrollably. If she let go of his collar he would surely collapse. Needing all the comfort he could get he leaned into her gloved hand. Swapping each others scent through the markers along his jaw and the ones at her wrist. His scent, still suppressed, wasn't giving much of anything. While hers was the chilled mountain air blowing between pines laced by a crisp freshly cut apple. Moved back by her she sat him down on the bed. He still refused to open his eyes when she released his collar. Holding his face in both hands now to pet away the stress. His body calmed down enough to grasp a normal breathing pace. The last few tears were rubbed away by her before letting go. His eyes shot open at hearing his daughter babble from being picked up. Chest collapsing in on itself again from Rose being in her arms.

“She's fine.” Alcina reassured. “Follow me, we can talk.” In a few steps he was up on unsteady legs to follow her. Crossing over into the living room she sat on the couch before the fire. Pointing to the spot next to her. “sit.” smiling at him doing as he was told. She rubbed along his jaw in comforting praise. Setting the back of her palm under his chin to raise his head up. Feeling him roughly swallow between the twitching urge to flinch away. Avoiding her intent gaze to submissively stare at the floor or glance at his daughter. “you wanted to say something?”

Her question threw him back into a breakdown. If he had to beg, he would. However his voice was failing him. Eyes shut tightly he would have started to wheeze again if it weren't for her comforting words.

Holding a soft tone. “Calm, Mr. winters. She's perfectly safe.” waiting for his panic to settle enough for him to listen. “I don't harm children, they are a gift. Long as you stay here, you're both safe with me.”

His submissive posture tensed, eyes opening to challenge her through a glare. “That's not what I’ve experienced. I'm not risking my daughter. how do I know you won't do anything?”

“Doing this is going against mother Miranda. You saw her at the meeting. She's the one who wanted you both for the ceremony, or at least one of you. I sent my daughters out into the night, at the risk of their lives, to save her. Don't take my betrayal for you two, so lightly.” tapping his head before she was swatted away.

He rubbed the pain from the spot. “so, what is the ceremony?”

“What do you think?” a spark of light in her eye told him everything. “she didn't tell me what you were. If I had known I would have handled you with far more care.” lifting up his shirt to try and see his wounded side. Swatted away again she let out a chuckle. “and you're suppressed, but I smell no chemicals on you. so-” she left the rest unsaid.

Ethan swallowed, losing the last bit of moisture in his mouth. A blush threatened to form the longer he thought about it. He'd never been anywhere near an alpha. Being around her had awakened so much he never knew he was missing. Her calming scent grounded him instantly from a panic. Even now he was turned exhausted by fighting to stay alert. Wanting to pour out his soul of every worry he had. The nightmares that latched onto him in Louisiana. Mia couldn't give the stability he wanted so badly. Instincts telling him to submit to this beautiful alpha while a small crumb refused. No alpha could just saunter in to claim him without some sort of effort. Herding him to be trapped in a den away from other alphas wasn't good enough. Repeatedly stabbed and tortured by this demon. “I'll get out of here somehow before I let a monster like you near me. Fucking vile bi-”

“don't.” a deep guttural snarl shoved him back down into submissiveness. “Think carefully of what you're going to say. I'll remind you first, you're in my home. I saved your daughter from being torn apart into jars for mothers plans. I've put myself and my daughters lives on the line for you two. When we both know I didn't have to take that risk for your daughter.” pausing to the small child squirming in her arms. Their conversation turned too tense for her to stay quiet. Drawing closer to tears if Alcina hadn't done anything. A small glance and letting Rose grab her hand was enough to calm her down.

Ethan felt a pang of annoyance laced with jealousy at his daughter's reaction. Her own mother, Mia, could never get a reaction like that out of their daughter. This alpha who tormented him and threatened his life was joyfully being smiled at. Rose's reaction softened him into listening a little more, if only for now. She must like the lord for some reason he didn't understand.

Alcina took in a calming breath to cool the conversation down. “Whether its a few days or maybe a week. I doubt it's more than that.” speaking softly so that Rose would fall asleep between the conversation. “I'm patient, Winters. there aren't many of us left in the world. We may try to push our self's in saying we have no need for our other half. But we're still left miserable knowing somethings missing. Why run away to torture yourself like that all over again?”

He locked his gaze down, chin touching his chest to avoid meeting her gaze. His body crumpled low into the couch in a sad attempt at hiding. Leaning back when she leaned toward him. shaking at hearing his daughters tired mumbles. Swallowing his heart back down when she set Rose before him. Gripping tightly into the couch in wanting to move, but not until she said so.

“take her and go nest in the bed.”

It took less than a second for him to hold onto his daughter. Being far more hesitant to leave for the bed up until he saw that she wasn't moving. Wanting to avoid making her angry again after that warning snarl, he crawled into bed. Gingerly checking his daughter for any injuries he had to clear away the tears building in his eyes to see. Hugging her close when he knew she was okay. Sobs held back to not draw more attention on them he wanted to hide. Fighting the urge to make a run for it instead. Mind flashing through the facts of why that was a bad idea and hiding was better. She was still nearby watching him, past her he'd have to deal with the door. Solid wood with reinforced metal framing it. Her daughters would come running and then he'd have to deal with all four of them. He couldn't risk Rose through all of that. Glancing over his shoulder he couldn't see anything past the canopy. A thin line of light at its center divide, flickered with the fire. Facing forward he parted the bedding layers as deep as he could go. Burrowing under the pillows that gave a comforting weight over him. Back against the cool wooden headboard he curled down around his little girl.

“Hey sweetie, it'll be okay.” kissing the top of her head. “We'll get out of here and move someplace far away. Off grid where no one will know who we are. Nobody will take you then.” smiling at her touching his face. He rubbed along her back to warm her under the cool covers. Petting her head to soothe her to sleep while he kept guard. Exhausted after hours of paranoia that someone would grab them from under the covers. Tensing at the heavy door opening and shutting sometime in the early morning. Listening to hear anything else, it was quiet when the door opened again. Waiting briefly he knew the door wasn't shut. Shuffling the bedding to surround Rose in a makeshift crib he shifted out from under the layers. Watching the line between the curtains for a break in its light. Ducking down when the door loudly shut again. Hiding down long enough for his racing heart to steady. Peeking out again to listen, take in the scents and decide his next move. Glancing back toward where he hid Rose he got out from under the layers to delicately set everything back. If someone tried to find her he'd have time to interfere in their attempt.

Slipping out from the bed he searched for her from the doorway. Approaching further out into the room when he couldn't find her. Walking faster up to the door to inspect it. Tying the knob first. Of course it's locked. Eyes going down to his waist to grab something, hand stopped in the air. And I have nothing. Running off to another part of the room to try and find something he could use. A simple kitchen he looked for a knife of any kind. All the drawers empty except for basic plate ware. Checking the cabinets he paused at something left on the counter. A bottle of milk.

His shoulders slumped over its existence. He had to feed his little girl, but- what's in the bottle? Fear of the contents tainted by a poison to be rid of her. Swiping it off the counter he scrutinized it closer for anything amiss. Smelling it for anything chemical like, there was nothing amiss there. Popping off the lid to taste it next, it was nothing but regular goat's milk. Giving it a few minutes to settle in his stomach. Is that it? Stomach knotting … No? then going away. … Yes? Stomach knotting, then going away again. No? … Yes? Tossing back and forth for a few minutes. Settled that it was his nerves causing the twinge in his stomach. He returned to the bed, bottle in hand, to Rosemary. Gently he rubbed her chest until she woke. It'd been a whole day since he fed her and he didn't want to put it off a moment longer. She almost cried at having her sleep disturbed. Quieting down to latch onto the warm bottle. He smiled at watching her eat. “At least you're taken care of.” Ignoring his own hunger that his stolen apple from yesterday hadn't satisfied. Eyelids heavy on the lack of sleep catching up to him. Ugh, what to do? Resting his forehead down to quickly bring it back up. He couldn't fall asleep here, it wasn't safe.

Even more-so now than ever, unaware that Miranda had arrived. Alcina however, was prepared for mother Miranda's arrival. It was why she had to leave the den so early in the morning. Getting caught in a space that was “useless” to her would out her instantly. Leaving a bottle for Ethan to grab when he willingly came out. Her and her daughters treated today like any other. When Miranda burst in through the door to furiously demand Lady Dimitrescu they acted perfectly surprised.

Alcina greeted the other, holding back a smug. “Mother Miranda, why the visit?”

“That idiot Salvatore lost the child! You saw the man-thing last! Where is he?!” she roared at the other. Many black wings spread out in agitation.

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i wanted to get some story's done and out by Halloween, but life's been kicking me in the ribs. this ones not finished, but has a good amount of chapters done. so here we go. :v//

#re8 village #ethan winters #alcina dimitrescu #alcithan #ethan x alcina #resident evil village #Pride & Ruin fanfic #Alpha/ Omega - diet flavor #non-traditional Alpha/ Omega

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