Sweet child of mine.
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WC:372+ -Sorry about the hold up m'dears. Muse is playing hide and seek with me ¬.¬

So much for a swifty escape… As the albino moved to block his exit, he lifted his arms and crossed them, his biceps bulging with the movement; an intentional display, to make a point that he could and would move the smaller white one out of the way if he choose to. Still, it was the first time he’d seen the male so worked up and was intrigued, despite the fact that the albino’s anger was completely aimed at him. Blue eyes stared at the other, humour filling them despite how he was trying to take the other seriously. As a clawed finger jabbed into his chest, the amusement fled from him, his anger flaring and his temper raising. Clenching his jaw shut, he tried to calm himself; determined not to loose his temper around the other, for no doubt if he did, someone would get hurt.


Silently, he stood there. Not interrupting, not moving and making no attempt to defend himself; yes, he’d somewhat kidnapped Gemma and he would not deny it, but he saw no wrong in his actions for the whore had brought this upon herself. When the white one asked for an explanation, he simply narrowed his eyes at him. Infact, he made a point to turn from the other and stare at the white female who had swiftly retreated from the main ‘battle ground’. At the very sight of her, his temper spiked and he couldn’t help but wonder how her blood would taste and enjoy his visual image of her corpse; to say he now despised the female would be a understatement.


Turning his attention back to the albino, he looked down upon the male, bringing himself up to his full height. Matteo was no threat to him; he was confident he could handle the smaller wolf; the problem was, could he go through with doing so or would his affection to Teo stop him? Sighing, he allowed his arms to fall to his side. “Best way to win over your brother is booze and whores; I simply provided him with both. Stop throwing a tantrum over such petty things; she more or less asked for this.” His voice held a dethatched, cold edge to it.

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