18+ The Real Leilani: The Ula

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Minstrel

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Heya ;) Just started reading this and I must say I am very impressed. So far I have only made it to the end of part 2 but hopefully I will be able to catch up. Good luck with this. I have been planning to start my own one of these about Circe, but I don't think anyone would read it. :p
 

Rekamennos

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Heya ;) Just started reading this and I must say I am very impressed. So far I have only made it to the end of part 2 but hopefully I will be able to catch up. Good luck with this. I have been planning to start my own one of these about Circe, but I don't think anyone would read it. :p

:) Thaaaank you very much! I would love to read it Circe is an interesting character. Just gimme the link when you get around to it.
 

Minstrel

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:) Thaaaank you very much! I would love to read it Circe is an interesting character. Just gimme the link when you get around to it.
Hmmm, I might start working on it now as I am ill at the moment and stuck in bed with my laptop. I'll see how it goes and see if anybody reads it after I put a link on my sig. :D Do you think I should begin with her childhood and how she was turned and then skip more into the future and write from there?

P.S I am finding this Fanfic really interesting, mainly because I never thought that Leilani was this type of person to get drunk. I suppose I will learn a lot about her reading this. :p
 

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Hmmm, I might start working on it now as I am ill at the moment and stuck in bed with my laptop. I'll see how it goes and see if anybody reads it after I put a link on my sig. :D Do you think I should begin with her childhood and how she was turned and then skip more into the future and write from there?

P.S I am finding this Fanfic really interesting, mainly because I never thought that Leilani was this type of person to get drunk. I suppose I will learn a lot about her reading this. :p

She doesn't get drunk in places with strangers she doesn't know. :p Riften is her home, and she feels safe there from having been so for years. No one suspects anything of her except for a merry adventurer with sleep problems and an appetite for alcohol. In fanfic world, hiding your identity is very easy, but in RP's where there is a vampire who insists on knowing your secret drinking is not the viable option ;) hahaha
 

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(Part 3 Extended: The Imperial Gardens Royal Quarters, Dining Hall)

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(This is basically what it would look like, minus the wooden floor, and of course the white walls, and lamps. Minus the mordern stuff the furniture is absolutely perfect, just replace it with stone floors and walls and the glowing words on the walls: photomanip will come soon.)

"So what do you think of the Imperial Gardens, your Excellency?" The High Seat asked, specifically directing the question to Leilani. Most of her attention had been paid to her, in fact, since this was the first time she had actually met the born daughter of the Aatu. The High Seat studied her every feature inquisitively, and as she did so, Leilani began to grow uneasy. She swallowed, having decided to take authority on her inquisitiveness, and she asked, "By what do you mean, High Seat? Which, what is your first name?"

"My first name is Erissare, but you may call me Eri if you'd like your Excellency. Whatever you favor." She smiled, still studying her like she had something to hide. And then she continued, "By what do I mean? I am simply curious to what you think of our home. We work hard in the Imperial Gardens to provide luxury and royalty at it's finest for our Ula members. And I have no doubt once you see the grand dining hall, and your royal chambers that you will indeed agree with me." The High Seat turned her head held high away from the royal couple, who looked at one another and rolled their eyes taking in to the fact of what Andrel previously stated. Tymvir grinned wide, as he bumped Leilani playfully, but then their attention was once more divided while looking upon the dining hall in front of them.

The dining hall was a magnificent piece of artwork. Stone walls, everywhere, and a smaller sized temple based structue held over the grandest table set in the very center of the large, high ceiling room, with a seat at each side that would hold every single member of the Imperial Gardens. Leilani dropped her jaw, following every vine on the wall, the plant decor, as well as the intricate details carved into the stone floor with violet ancient words glowing up every piece of stone. The room lit up in aura of pure violet and orange, for as well as there was the glow of the words, there was also the glow from the torches adorning each pillar of the room. In the far right corner laid statues of cherubs, beautifully made and inricate, and they too were covered in vines and violet lettering. Beyond the cherubs, but close by, rested an octagonal stone pool of water with a stone statue of a headless man carrying a jug. It was for looks of course, no specific meaning. The room filled with fantastic smells of exotic and luxurious Imperial catering. The table was chock full of delights that would make even the fullest werewolf's mouth water. Tymvir grabbed Leilani's hand, pulling her close, and he replied, "You know, for all of the stuck up rich folk in here, one could get used to something like this if they were us..." He then elbowed her with a small chuckle. Leilani rolled her eyes.

"The ceremonial feast in your name will be held later, but as I promised for now, I will show you back to the temple to see your royal quarters. You do, intend, to stay the night, do you?" The High Seat studied the two once more. She was "watching them like a hawk," but, her favorite to watch was still in fact Leilani. Leilani found this rather unsettling and made it apparent by returning an awkard glare. She didn't say anything, but after the High Seat stopped, she swore she would if it happened again. Did they do this to everyone? Leilani began to wonder.

Tymvir followed after The High Seat, yanking Leilani along whom was still in awe with the beautiful architecture of the Dining Hall and had lingered behind. As they returned to the temple, she made her way towards the staircase to the right of the museum of Aatu history that rested on the other side of the throne room/assembly hall. She bowed, courteously, and then pulled a key from around her neck on a string as she unlocked two large stone gates that held over the staircase. It was to keep out intruders, and to preserve, sanctity for the royal couple. "The Royal Quarters are all your own, I would escort you, but as tradition dictates I myself am not allowed to even go up..."

Tymvir nodded. "Thank you, Eri, you are dismissed." The High Seat bowed once more, leaving their side as Tymvir took the lead up the long, narrow staircase. The hallway up was just like the violet constellation effect that covered the entrance halls into the sanctuary as they did back in the Skyrim Ula Sanctuary. It was always something Leilani marveled at. She sighed, a grin setting across her face for finally having the chance to be alone with Tymvir somewhere that they wouldn't be disturbed. Tymvir grabbed the door handle to the large stone door that separated them, and the royal quarters, as he pushed hard to release it from it's closed position that had been so for over 10+ years after Leilani's parent's death.

When they entered the room, it was absolutely marvelous. Stone walls, covered in ancient violet lettering and vines accompanied by a full set of mahogany, intricately and finely crafted, wooden furniture. The bed, full king size for two, white linens with a purple accent to signify the color of their sanctuary. On each wall held a purple flag that had the Ula insignia on it, as well as, orange torches to light up the room. Leilani smiled, walking forward and getting a better look at the intricate detail craved into the bedframe high above the mattress and linen sheets towards the cieling. The top of the canopy accessible frame was made of stone, and had, green vines with white floweres adorned spiraling through it. She loved the vines here ever so much. They were unlike any of the other two sanctuaries Leilani had ever been to in her life. Behind the bed, as well as next tall double door dresser to the left, the walls had three body sized windows that over looked a large hill leading down from the temple with flowers of many type. The best part, was all the way down at the bottom where you could see the rushing white water river that acted as a mote around the Imperial Gardens' Sanctuary. Leilani was in love with this master suite, and it would be something that she would cherish.
The both of them took their time, walking about, and marveling at the luxurious set up they could call their own. As they did, Leilani made her way over to a matching mahogany table that had a white scroll rolled up and bound by a gold band. She looked back to Tymvir as she picked it up who was preoccupied by the lovely view outside the window, and then she turned her face forward to the scroll silently undoing the band. Leilani unrolled the parchment, and she read:
How did I get this message into the royal quarters without getting caught? That is not of concern, but what is of concern, is your safety Leilani Mundatke, Queen of Werewolves. My name is not necessary right now for the sake of my safety, but I am the "dangerous Argonian" that your husband, Tymvir, spoke of to you. How do I know he has spoken of me, well let's just say I have a lot of close connections in the sanctuary. I do not have much time to write this, or it will not make it's destination on your first stop through the different districts to be crowned. Keep this to yourself, your Excellency, and know with my utmost loyalty in your favor that I am not your enemy. Tymvir is hiding much from you, and he wants to use his new position at your side to keep himself from honoring an old deal. You know how he said that I was out to get him, well, did he tell you that he's also out to get me? And what for may you wonder? I cannot say, but this should be just enough to peak your interests and sway you from entirely siding with the man you love. Again, I must stress that your very life is at stake by keeping him on the throne with you. Tymvir, formerly known as Han-Za in his past life, is a ruthless killer and would do anything to follow out his hidden plans. And if you don't believe me in the fact that he is still keeping much from you, Your Excellency, know this: when you come to Black Marsh, and grace us with your beautiful presence, look for the Argonian man with the black and golden scales. He will be different from the rest, and he will answer any questions you may have. A courier is never trustworthy with such heavy evidence to accuse an alpha.
Yours truly,
P
Leilani set the note down, feeling a knife to the back sensation as it naturally rolled itself up back on the table. Tymvir was still looking away, and Leilani began to feel a mixed emotion composed of confusion, anger, and betrayal all at the hands of her lover. Why this? Why now? Why would this have to be so? And how can she truly know if she isn't falling for a trap? Leilani picked up the note again, reading the last few sentences, and she sighed as her lime green eyes began to glow as she traced the energies of the many hands that handled this scroll. It didn't seem like anyone who had the intent of secretly delivering this to her would have done so with ill will. So she decided to put it to the test. Leilani quickly took the golden tie it was formerly wrapped in, while watching Tymvir, and she retied it back on the scroll. She placed it back in the exact angle on the table it was in before stepping away from it the moment that Tymvir turned around with a big smile on his face. He rushed over to Leilani who was yet again "marveling" at the close by bed, and he swooped her into his arms cradling her. Leilani squealed, playing along, but the anger that rested in her stomach churned nonetheless. Tymvir kissed her as tenderly as always, and she swooned due to the love she had for him. With all of the history they had between one another, how could he be against her? How could his be a plot to her downfall? What did Leilani have to do with the smuggling business, how deep was Tymvir really in debt to this mysterious P, and what exactly did everything he detailed to her mean? She wanted desperately to know how Tymvir would react, and so she decided to act.
"Oh, honey, I need to use the wash room." She smiled, and Tymvir let her down. She pulled back into him, grinning as their noses touched, and she kissed him deep on the lips. Then, she released gently turning away and walking off into the wash room with the door shut tight behind it for no suspicion. On the inside of the wash room, Leilani's lime green eyes glowed profusely as her spirit wolf stepped out, and then it walked through the wall of the door sitting on the other side. Tymvir would have no idea it was there, for he never did, even when they were children.
Tymvir was doing just as Leilani suspected he was doing, or so what she saw, through her wolf spirit's mind's eye. He picked up the scroll, unbanded the gold band, and then began to read it's contents. The wolf spirit padded closer to him, studying his every reaction, alerting Leilani with strong energy vibrations as his eyes widened in bewilderment to what it said inside. Leilani clenched her fists, hoping, that as the innocent man she wished he would be to alarm to her immediately about what was said. Otherwise, she had every right to be suspicious of him. Tymvir finished the letter and he began to fold it into a square eventually putting it, and the band, into his pocket as though it never existed. It was then, the wolf spirit retreated to the bathroom, and Leilani had tears swelling in her eyes.

(TO BE CONTINUED)
 

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(PART 4 OF 6: THE LEYAWIIN ENCOUNTER)

(PART 1 OF PART 4 OF 6: LEILANI DREAMS AGAIN)

“Fight it Leilani. Fight the urge to feed. You don’t have to let your spirit wolf win. This isn’t like you, Leilani, get up and fight it! Hear my voice heavenly flower. Let the words soothe and relax your mind and fight this wolf for the right to your body’s control!” Andromeda yelled to Leilani, hoping his words would sink into her mind as she was transfixed into one of her training sessions at the Ula training encampment in the Skyrim Sanctuary. Leilani was eight years old, and this was just before her parents were murdered. Andromeda was the one who began the first Empathy and mind control training for her daughters seeing as no other in the Ula would be able to match with the experience. For this kind of training, it was mostly independent exercises, but while Andromeda knew she had life yet to live she would put forth as much work into her daughters to master their gifts and prevent counter psychic attacks.

Danacia was one end, in her beast form as a young five year old girl, and she was focusing a basic mind tactic in Leilani’s head while Leilani was tasked to push and rise up against her. Andromeda made he girls practice on each other, for at such a young age was this the most important time to learn how to create and prevent psychic attacks since their mind was still in a raw, information soaking, stage. It was fast learning, and so would they. Empathy was a gift that was begun taught from the age that the girls were able to walk. In order to be able to control your life with this gift, you had to know it even at a point where you couldn’t fully comprehend.

A life lived with a Aatu daughter that has the gift of Empathy without proper training is a self destructive life. They were a ticking time bomb for disaster at it’s greatest. The only known Aatu daughter that had the gift of Empathy, who refused to participate in training, was several hundreds of years ago. She was up for the throne, but never made it past the age of 10 due to her wolf spirit trying to dominate the body they shared for control. What Empathy really is for the Aatu daughters is a struggle with extreme sensitivity to the astral plane, and because of this sensitivity, Dabney has given them a personal wolf spirit that is attached to their own wolven spirit as an individual to be a guardian and guide among the astral realm. The astral realm is a halfway house between life and death, and the physical world such as Tamriel. This spirit does not willingly accept to be that daughter’s guide, and that daughter has to prove her dominance as alpha over it as she has to prove to the rest of her pack members in the Ula by rising up and mastering her gifts to show she is dominant. That she is superior. That she was put into life in Tamriel to lead their large secret power to glory as all Aatu before her ever did. For the males of the Aatu, having no gift of empathy, the path was more of a social one and less of a mentally challenging/life changing event.

Seeing as the girl several hundred years ago was killed by the wolf spirit who chose to take control as the dominant wolven in the body, it was a serious matter for Andromeda to teach her daughters effective offensive empathetic techniques to ensure their path of life to maturity. Andromeda continued yelling into Leilani’s mind, repeating the same words she had said before. She persisted, and she persisted, as her daughter laid on the ground suffering seizure like torment. Leilani’s eyes were rolled into the back of her head, her skin was extremely pale, and every single vein that coarsed her body was strongly prevalent. The veins pulsated, and twitched, and they were colored in violet purple. She was slowly beginning to foam at the mouth, but not much just a little. That was when Andromeda knew she had to control Danacia from killing her sister entirely. Danacia was using negative dreams and memories from early on in Leilani’s life against her making her relive those hard moments repeatedly. She would relive these moments until she’d fully succumb to insanity, and her body would begin to malfunction and break down on her. The body would basically start to feel the pain through itself, causing wear and tear on the organs, no matter if the pain is only a mental illusion.

“DANACIA STOP NOW!” Andromeda yelled forcefully, sending a strong rush of energy to knock the beast that was riling inside of her from the satisfaction of torturing another living soul with this minor empathetic routine. The beast in Danacia’s eyes that showed through was young, and like all young and arrogant wolf spirits, it didn’t like being told what to do. But with the force, the connection was broken, and Leilani stopped foaming at the mouth as the color of her skin started to slowly come back, and the veins inside of her returned to their natural hue. The beast transformed young werewolf, Danacia, glared into her Mother’s eyes with pure hatred. She reclined to all fours, hair standing on end, and the beast bore it’s young, but still very intimidating, set of pearly whites towards her mother. The beast growled, tossing its head, and drool dropped onto the stone ground of the sanctuary training room. Andromeda knew that Danacia, too, had succumbed to the wolf guardian seeking dominance over its vessel.

Standing straight up, Andromeda tossed her head back and parted her legs into a V as her arms extended stretching all the way out from her sides. A shroud of darkness began to unfold around her, and then her body began to twist and turn in awkward directions. Suddenly, she roared, cancelling out the puff of darkness and revealing her full beast form. Andromeda looked like a older, stronger, and more experienced version of the little werewolf Danacia before her. She didn’t think it would take much to intimidate the arrogant guardian spirit craving for attention, but she wasn’t going to take a chance in protecting her daughter’s body’s from succumbing to the wrong dominance. Stomping on to all fours, the large white pelted lime green glowing eyed alpha female of the Ula, Queen of Werewolves, made her way close to Danacia. Leilani was still recovering, reaching back to reality, and heavily breathing on the ground. Empathetic training took a lot of physical and mental energy to properly progress. Andromeda was nose to nose with the little brute, glaring directly in her eyes while her body shot on fire in harmless lime green flames. The ancient violet Debnic lettering that coarsed all of the stone in the training encampment, as well as the whole Skyrim Sanctuary period, found it’s way to appear on Andromeda’s physical pelt. The wolf guardian of her own, in unison with her personal spirit, working to intimidate this the young pup flashed through her eyes. All the while this happened, Danacia’s wolf spirit growled back, showing itself with no fear for the alpha female. This began to anger the overly protective mom. The guardian spirit, so young and ignorant as her own daughter, had much to learn about who was in charge. After this, she doubted it would ever try and rise up again.

Being the good mom that she was, Andromeda pinned back her ears, and she bared her even larger set of pearly white shark like set of jaws at the young werewolf pup. She growled a loud and low heavy growl ending it with a snap of her jaws and a continued snarl. Andromeda continued growling in a pattern, then decided to take it to another step as she scraped her large talons across the stone floor beneath as though her spirit guardian within would do to her mind. Coursing the soft earth beneath it. Connecting with the world surrounding, or in the case of intimidation, flashing the assets it has to work with to provide it’s opponent with the danger soon to be arisen should their be a persistent fight to come. But Andromeda would never try to fight her own children. However, being an alpha female, and having an arrogant child such as this one, she would do what she needed to do to put her in her place. She wouldn’t kill the young pup, but if the pup persisted a fight, there would be one.

Leilani, a bit more recovered than before, sat up from her place on the ground wiping the foam off her lips and smearing on the stone floor. She thought in disgust to the bodily fluids she emitted. A light headache encompassed her mind, and to which she cupped both hands over her head and lowered her head to her knees. She hid her eyes in the darkness between her legs because any light at the moment during recovery was detrimental to her. It was a side effect of re-cooperating from such an intense psychic attack, for Danacia’s psychic attack had been a bit more than minor since her guardian spirit decided it wanted to have a fit for dominance. But little did the girls know that while Andromeda was trying to teach them how to use their gifts offensively, she also wanted to bring out the immaturity of their fast maturing guardian spirits so they would have better ease controlling them after she passed. As previously mentioned in the story, Andromeda was proficient with premonitions due to the mastery of her Empathetic gifts. She didn’t fully master her Empathy until she was married, and became Queen of the Ula in her late twenties like Leilani. Leilani herself had much to master, but because she wasn’t Queen, and Dabney communed with her very little before so, she mastered only what limited abilities she could learn. Leilani knew how to effectively implant offensive psychic attacks of various types, she knew how to astral travel with herself or her wolf spirit, she was dominant over her guardian wolf spirit, and she also knew how to effectively read energy moodlets/auras and communicate between minds with other beings and spirits she encountered in the astral plane.

Finally feeling the headache lift off, Leilani lifted her head and watched Danacia slowly being backed into a corner by her fearsome mother. Leilani smiled to her mother’s protective nature, feeling the wolf spirit inside her riled up from the other guardian spirit within Danacia being forced into submission. The wolf spirit within her began to grow angrier and angrier the further it witnessed the scene of Andromeda and Danacia. Danacia was backed up against the wall as the large alpha female loomed over her, and her ears were down as well as her tail between her legs. She didn’t look into the alpha’s eyes anymore, instead she cast them angrily upon the ground as her growling slowly began to fade into something hardly noticeable. Andromeda barked, snapping her jaws for the effect at the end, and then she snarled rolling into another long, intimidating growl. Danacia lowered her head completely now, whimpering a little, as she fully lay upon the ground with her tail stuck under her legs. Eventually, she stopped growling all together, and the anger let up from her eyes as soon as Andromeda snapped through another snarling bark and growl. The werewolf pup shook a little, from having jumped at the last bark snarl, and she licked her nose as the guardian spirit from within removed it’s control over the body. Danacia finally came back through.

Andromeda returned her features back to normal with her long white tail held high in dominance as she stared down at her pup. Lovingly, she licked the side of her daughter’s white werewolf cheek, and she nudged her with her muzzle. The loving moment quickly ended as Leilani let out a loud and echoing roar from behind. The older, more powerful daughter (due to age), had now succumbed to the ever persistent and arrogant guardian spirit. Having gone through submission sessions previously with Andromeda, the werewolf pup that Leilani was in control of the guardian spirit acted more like a teenager. Werewolf guardian spirits progressed in age faster than their human werewolf counterparts. Leilani had the body of a pup, but the guardian spirit of a young teenager, and boy was it arrogant. Andromeda quickly turned around to see her daughter in an offensive stand, tail held high, and head hung low glaring deep into her eyes. The look that she gave send chills down the alpha’s spine, and inwardly, made her smile with respect. Andromeda could only think of the glory that Leilani was eventually bring to the Ula, and before correcting her daughter she took a moment to admire the spirit of her passionate wolf guardian. This wolf guardian was cloned from the same one that lived in Danacia, however, the original laid with Leilani since she was brought to life first. Dabney cloned this spirit from their mother’s own spirit, and reverted it back to a pup so that it would grow and mature at the same pace of the spirits that they were bound to protect would. (I know I already stated they were arrogant spirits at a young age, but I wanted to also say that these spirits having an issue with dominance would not even protect their master spirits from harm in the astral plane if they did not see a reason to respect them. There respect had to be earned such as did their right to be dominant. As it is in any regular wolf pack.)

Knowing she had a handful in front of her, Andromeda began to prepare herself to fight. She and Leilani began to circle one another, and she dove deep into the mind this guardian spirit possessed to seek out the reason of this sudden outburst. Leiani’s memories revealed her watching Danacia having to submit for the first time to Andromeda as alpha by force, and being protective of it’s cloned guardian counterpart (they thought of each other as kin), it wanted to fight back for the right taken away from it. While reading Leilani’s memories, Andromeda also observed quick changes to Leilani’s physical werewolf form. The older white pup with glowing lime green eyes was shrouded in the same immense, harmless fire as it’s mother was. Leilani had an advantage over Danacia when it came to mastering the Empathetic abilities, and a big reason that surprised Andromeda about Leilani almost every time was how easily she could learn to progress her knowledge just by mocking Andromeda as she did it. Which is why Leilani proved to be a small challenge, no matter if Andromeda knew how to easily defeat her.

Andromeda continued to circle the snarling Leilani, watching her daughter lunge in and snap her jaws at her mother to try and produce intimidation. She reacted being just as fearsome, and very many times instilling the fear of her position into the young pup. But she knew Leilani wouldn’t give up without a fight, however, she wanted to avoid this as much as possible. Just then, standing at the doorframe of the entryway, was the alpha male, Saliin, who was Andromeda’s husband and also Leilani and Danacia’s father. Saliin stretched his limbs, tossing his head back and yelling out loudly to the heavens as he focused his mind on an image of the moon in full. He was shrouded in darkness like Andromeda before, but it also coursed an ice blue smoke through it, which wrapped around his changing body. He twisted and turned into awkward moves, and then he roared as beast cancelling out the darkness and ice blue smoke. Revealing him in beast form, Saliin was a full black Ula style wolf, however, he had ice blue eyes. His form was covered in Debnic, just like Andromeda and his daughter Leilani who had mocked her mother’s enhancement to her astral energies. The Debnic words, however, that covered his coat were pure white as they glowed. And they were completely different words than the ones that covered the stonewalls of the sanctuaries that dotted all of Tamriel, as well as, the aatu daughters when they were ready to fight.

Saliin roared, a bit bigger than Andromeda due to a naturally larger physique since he is male, and he leaped into the air landing with a stomping echo next to his mate. The two circled the ready to fight Leilani, and Saliin went the opposite direction to help Andromeda corner this overly active guardian spirit for submission. The young pup bent back her ears, the flames around her beginning to grow a defensive, and harmful touch. Saliin and Andromeda avoided them, for they knew when Andromeda activated her own, it would release toxic energies that could poison one’s mind in a automated psychic attack. This was also another psychic offensive technique that Andromeda used against her opponents, and of her most deadly. Which is why it was surprising for Leilani to so easily grasp and manipulate to her own use that took Andromeda many months as a young pup to master. Now finally having Leilani cornered into the same spot as Danacia, growling and snarling and dropping drool onto her coat; Leilani began to lower herself and back down. The young pup’s ears lowed to their sides, swinging her tail into submission under her legs, and she dismissed her growls. With both of her parents there, it wasn’t as easy to fight back. Plus Andromeda really tried to avoid physical confrontation with her daughters as much as possible. The mental training she did with them was exhausting enough, and it was also the civilized human being within her taking control over not wanting to hurt her loved ones just to make a point.

After reaching full submission, Leilani awoke instantly in the middle of the night to the dream she had just had. It was a long one at that. She sat up in bed, looking to and peher left in the middle of the darkness seeing Tymvir’s large naked body turned away from her and snoring. She let out an large exhale of comfort due to being in a familiar area. The room they were in was a room at an inn inside of Leyawiin. After having spent a whole week in the Imperial Gardens, they moved on with their travels taking a break for rest inside the walls of this city. Eventually they planned to move to Elsweyr to visit Leilani’s adoptive parents, by Corinthe, before making their final move to Black Marsh. There, of course, they would also visit the Khajiit style Sanctuary Leilani spent the years from the age of ten and all the way to her young adulthood growing, training, and maturing. Tymvir wasn’t familiar with this Sanctuary as much as she was, so it would be a treat for her to get to show him around her “roots.”

Looking back over to Tymvir, Leilani yawned feeling her eyes grow heavy over her once more. She settled back down onto her pillow while the only thing wrapping her mind at the moment was the letter she received in the royal quarters at the Imperial Gardens. She had no idea how to react, and it was an ongoing thought for the many days of travel to Leyawiin since she first read it. She was angry, hurt, and confused all at the same time. But while she also felt all of that, there was a strange underlying calm about her that seemed to make everything else she was feeling matter less. This calm made her feel like no matter what happened, should Tymvir be against her or if it was a ploy to make him look even worse by his former friend, she would be alright. She grabbed a hold of the locket that once belonged to her mother, as it shined in the candlelight emitting from a candle on the right side dresser next to the double bed they shared. She stared down at the Ula insignia, and she sighed. She wondered about Lady Dabney, and since she had become officially the Queen of the Ula, when she would have further communication with her. The last time she spoke with her Goddess was in the dream that Dabney had called out to her in. As her eyes continued to grow heavy, her rush of thoughts continued to become more and more meaningless, and eventually faded as she rushed back into sleep.

“Find me. Find me and take me to your home, show me the way that you live, and let me be your friend. I want to know you, Leilani my sweet heavenly flower, I want to know you and guide you as you so wish to know me…” A soothing voice echoed over the depths of Leilani’s dreaming mind.

Leilani was set in a room absent of all color, scenery, or physical existence. It was just a mass of white abundance. Leilani moved about, realizing she could probably walk forever and never find anything. The voice she had heard was similar to a previous dream she had, which she suspected to be her Goddess. Otherwise she had no idea. “Lady Dabney, my Goddess, is that you? Lady Dabney I wish to commune with you. Please don’t lead my astray any longer…. I need your wisdom my Lady. I need your love and trust and strength. Please my Goddess please bring your way to me…” Leilani called out, turning around in a circle as she spoke, facing whatever direction she could in order to hopefully see something appear. Anything.

“Leilani…my heavenly flower…I am always with you. The key to communicating with you lays on the chain that circles around your heart.” The voice called out once more, in its soothing and beautiful tone. The voice sent a rush of color about the abundant white space, and soon the area began to glow in a soft pale green hue. The color was just as abundant as the white was once before. But the white wasn’t gone, no, both colors mixed in to one another and danced and sparkled before Leilani’s eyes.

Leilani moved in circles, walking a bit, and then running a bit as she followed this fast traveling pale green glow. She noticed as it moved, that it seemed to be leading her somewhere. But where would they be going in a bunch of nowhere? She began to run at a steady pace now, for the color began to speed up it’s traveling dance, and she ran and ran until all of a sudden abruptly stopping. She stopped because if she would have moved any further, she would have fallen off an edge into a forever falling black cliff space between her and the other side where the color stood. It was a cliff, broken down the middle, and each side separated Leilani and the color.

“Jump, and I will catch you.” The voice called, now seeming to be coming from the glow. Leilani shook her head, hesitant, for she didn’t know if she could trust this glowing aura on the other side of the cliff. “What if I fall? And you are lying about catching me?” The glow remained silent for a moment, starting to form itself into an outline of a female human being such as Leilani. The form moved its arm into an invisible pocket on the outline of its body pulling out the locket, which once was wrapped around Leilani’s neck. Leilani lifted her fingers to chest, tracing the cold touch she felt down to her breasts where the locket pendant usually rested. She felt nothing. Soon both hands moved vigorously around her neck and her chest trying to feel for her necklace. It had been removed and was in the hands of the aura on the other side of the cliff. “Jump, and I will catch you. No tricks I promise.” Leilani swallowed and decided to take the plunge.

While asleep, in her body outside of the dream, Leilani was tossing and turning having acted out every single motion she made in this dream in real life. Was this dream real life as well, and was she actually dreaming? Tymvir eventually woke up, and he was sitting at her side knowing all too well about her nightmare experiences. He never knew if she was having one, but knew when she woke up she’d either need to be comforted or would have something interesting to say about what she experienced in her sleep.

Leilani was screaming as she began to fall. Instantly her trust in the aura vanished, and as she plunged further and further down the never ending darkness between the two cliffs she felt pain and regret. Leilani had trust issues, so jumping like that had taken a lot out of her emotionally. Suddenly, the pale green aura kept it’s promise, and it wrapped itself around Leilani after having appeared out of nowhere. The two disappeared briefly, and then reappeared on the side of the cliff that the aura was originally present upon. The aura had formed the female figure once more, and as she looked upon Leilani, she reached back into her unapparent pocket placing the Ula locket back in her hands. Leilani studied this aura, questioningly, and then she inquired, “Who exactly are you?”

“I am a shade of your Lady Dabney. And we are caught up in a halfway dimension between my own mind, and your dream. You said you wanted to speak to me, and I have felt your yearn for my guidance for quite some time. I know of your Mother and Father’s premature passing, so I understand it’s difficult for you to understand how to communicate with me through the gifts that I blessed you with. What do you know of me, Leilani? Inform me.” The aura spoke, and as it did, it’s voice continued to echo around the area as if it had several female voices combined into one. Repeating lines late after finishing each sentence. Echoing words lingering when she finished speaking altogether. And all the while making Leilani feel like she had encountered the most peaceful, vibrant light, in the entire universe.

“I…” Leilani instantly fell to her knees in a submissive kneel of respect. The aura wrapped its glow around her, giving off an annoyed feeling for her bowing to her like she was royalty, and it forced her to stand. “Speak Leilani, my heavenly flower.” The aura giggled, and it exuded a happiness feeling that Leilani could have sworn made her feel like she was smiling despite not having an actual face. Leilani wondered if this was truly what Lady Dabney looked like in her realm.

“I know of you, and that you are my Goddess, and the creator of my soul. I know that without you, I would not exist, and without your guidance and gift of the Aatu among the Ula we would not be as strong and successful as we are in Tamriel. I know that when I die, my soul since I am Aatu born, will go back to Dabney where those who are only Ula souls will return to Hircine. I know that at times, you take Ula regulars into Dabney and keep them to be reborn in another life to help the Aatu during their reign over the pack. And these spirits are our wolf guardians if we are female, and these spirits represent themselves in another actual physical life acting as mentors to the males. I know very little about you personally, but my mother told me stories of what your realm looked like. She always mentioned a forest with trees that literally grew precious gems. I know that I owe my honor, loyalty, and everything that I am to you. And that I love you, and you are my creator, my Goddess, and the most important being in my existence. I know that I fully serve you no matter what, and no matter the task. Just like the Ula respects and serves me.” Leilani blurted out, after being commanded to speak and feeling the aura coursing it’s divine energy throughout her mind. She couldn’t translate the feelings given off by Lady Dabney’s energy signature, for they were beyond her understanding.

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Leilani didn’t understand why Lady Dabney wouldn’t allow her to kneel respectively. Tears began to well in her eyes uncontrollably, and the aura just seemed to look over her with the emotionless face as though it didn’t matter. After all, it was hard to read what the aura was truly feeling or thinking with un-interpretable energies, as well as having no face at all. Lady Dabney, or the aura, began to circle Leilani moving its glowing face up and down her body. Leilani turned around with her, nervous, and feeling her heart rate pick up. Why did she want to know what Leilani knew about her? Was she testing her? Leilani had too many questions buzzing through her mind.

On the outside, lying asleep in her bed, Leilani’s body was covered in sweat and she was glowing in lime green that extended beyond the astral plane and into the physical realm. She was tossing her head back and forth on her pillow as her body was held down from moving about frantically by Tymvir. A look of concern, and love, swept across her husband’s eyes as Leilani began to let out groans as she moved. Tymvir was holding her, because before he did, her body seemed to be suffering seizure like movements that she couldn’t control. How deep was Leilani actually “dreaming?”

“What do you wish of me, my Goddess?” She asked, biting her tongue afterwards as a higher level of nervousness and anxiety kicked in. Having this been the first actual time she encountered Dabney, a whole lot of mixed emotions were at play. Dabney was still moving about and studying her. But as the question came to register, she stopped, and the glowing sphere of her face seemed to pierce through her soul. There was this strange carelessness about the Goddess that Leilani couldn’t quite put her finger on. Something that made her appear to act younger than she assumed the Goddess actually was. Something, that, Leilani remembered was how she used to be when she was sixteen years old. Careless, carefree, and full of energy. But then that was also combined with ancient wisdom, or so she thought since the Goddess was a creator of her own realm, because having been born in Skyrim she did not know nearly the amount of knowledge she assumed the Aatu before her did. And having the Ula been so active in Skyrim for thousands of years…could she not be older than she acted? Could this carefree careless nature just be due to having so much wisdom and experience in life that the Goddess saw past reason to act serious anymore? Did she have experience in life, or was she just all knowing from point of her own existence starting? Or was she the epitome of existence incarnate in her own realm, thus, she always had existed? Little did Leilani know, and little she expected to find out.

“I don’t know. You wanted to talk to me, so I figured that since you finally became Queen and all, I’d drop in for a visit. I have been watching you, you know, from the point you grew up until now.” Lady Dabney filled an energy about her that made Leilani assume she was smiling.

“Do you know what’s going on in my pack right now? We’re on the brink of a sudden collapse due to infiltration of member’s loyalty amongst ourselves, and it’s all stemming from the man prophesized to be my husband and mate.” Leilani felt the stab of anger from the letter she had read in the Imperial Gardens cover her heart. She gripped her hands in fists from how much pain she was experiencing.

“Did YOU KNOW that my entire realm is on the brink of a racist war, and I being suspected of the cause for giving them life in the first place?” The aura retorted, crossing its arms, and continuing with the careless demeanor it so had. However, with all of its carelessness, the interest it seemed to have in Leilani never failed to show as well.

“Well I…” Leilani looked down, for she didn’t know what she could say to her creator without crossing the line. She didn’t think experiencing her first encounter with her Goddess would be like this. She needed help, and from all of what she was brought up to believe about Dabney at this moment seemed to be contradicting herself.

Dabney knew everything that was going on in Leilani’s mind at the moment, even the doubt and hopelessness she was experiencing. With that careless, carefree attitude, the aura reached out and pushed its hand into Leilani’s chest. Leilani gasped as she felt a pressure, and while the aura pulled back focusing on whatever it was trying to take out of her, she grunted from slight pain. It was a physical and spiritual pain combined, and the further she pulled, the more it felt like a limb of her body was being torn off. But not to the near painful extent it would be so if it was deliberately happening at this moment. Leilani squealed as she pulled out all the way, holding a ball of raw lime green energy plasma in her hands. When the pressure had been released from her chest, primarily focused on her heart, all of a sudden the pain that was encompassing her from the thoughts about Tymvir subsided. And even though she had no answer to her previous statement, no divine wisdom to reflect upon, she had a strong feeling of peace instilled from the Goddess’s touch that seemed to make everything feel all right. She had a undiscovered, but still understood, perspective that she could somehow feel she could work with.

“Pain is never the answer when leading a pack to success. A good monarch, a good alpha in your shoes, leads with a firm hand and a logical thought process. If you keep wearing your heart on your sleeve, no matter the obstacle in front of you, one day you will collapse at trying to comprehend the idea of tying your own shoes!” Dabney laughed, but then realized that Leilani had no idea what she meant by tying her shoes since the kind of things she wore were more of a “slip in slip off” kind of style. “I know what you mean by tying, like securing something right? But why would one have to ‘tie their shoes’?” Leilani lifted a brow. She felt herself more naturally able to speak with the Goddess.

Dabney waved her glowing hand shaking her head as the several voices combined into one echoing over her mind erupted into a fit of laughter. “It’s nothing… it’s other world customs don’t wrap your mind around something so miniscule when you have more to deal with on your plate. As for Tymvir, remember your mother was a good ruler, and from the letter you received; perhaps he was telling you the truth that she found him to be your husband when you first became Queen. However, perhaps he also hadn’t told you everything. Because none of what he said that night was a lie, Leilani, it just wasn’t everything…” The Aura trailed off as it turned away from her and began to step off walking in the opposite direction leaving Leilani behind. Then continued, “…He does love you, however, so be weary of that.”

“Wait! Hey where you going?” Leilani called out, lifting on her toes, and watched as the aura continued to disappear without concern for her being interested in her travel. “Home, I think it suits my taste just fine. There was no real reason for me to meet with you, Leilani, you are more prepared than you think. Remember your born into this position, and that your pack is always going to be at your side. Tymvir, or Peer-M is the cause of your little rebellion. You’ll figure it out and easily put a stop to it. You are, after all, Queen of the Ula aren’t you?” And as soon as she finished her sentence, the abundant white space thickly covered in black everywhere, and like the moment she jumped off the cliff Leilani was falling again.

Screaming, Leilani landed on the floor beside the bed with a thud. She opened her eyes instantly, heavy breathing as Tymvir had his warm arms wrapped around her. She looked into his eyes, seeing the concern they carried, and she kissed him deep. It was so nice to enjoy kissing him once again. She rested her head on his shoulder, and buried herself in his security as he kissed her forehead pulling the hair out of her face. “Bad dream again, love?” He asked, stroking her cheek like a devoted lover would. Leilani began to wonder if this “P” was only trying to split them apart when she thought about how not many other men would sit by their lover’s side each night they dreamt as awfully as she did and comfort them. And when he did, she truly needed the comfort.

“No, something good this time…” Sweat fell off Leilani’s forehead and splashed on her foot. She was tangled up in a mess of her blankets. Leilani turned back and kissed Tymvir once more, who then kissed her even deeper, and the both of them were lost in a deep connection of love. He pulled the hair back from her face once more, and so as he did, he asked, “Care to talk about it?”

Leilani nodded, spreading herself apart from him in his arms, and then said. “I’d also like to talk about the letter you took off the table from our royal chambers in the Imperial Gardens.”

Tymvir wasn’t surprised she knew. He had known Leilani his whole life, and he also knew of her Empathetic gifts very well. There wasn’t a single thing he could hide from her. “I was just waiting for you to be ready to speak instead of pushing it.” He genuinely meant that, and the sparkle of love in his eyes registered enough truth for Leilani. She was happy inside to know she still had the Tymvir she loved. She kissed him hard, and he returned the kiss, locking in a passionate fit of ecstasy for a brief while.

“I love you Leilani, and I am always going to be here for you. I meant that the moment we bound as mates and I fought to have you. Don’t forget that.” Tymvir showed more vulnerability as he stared longingly into her eyes. A moment she wouldn’t forget.

“I love you too, my mate…” Leilani whispered and pulled him closer for a tighter embrace. “But we have much to talk about before we head to Elsweyr.” She then broke free of his arms, and stood up in the darkness that shrouded the room. Leilani was naked, as she was every night spent in bed, for there was nothing better she could think of doing with the man she trusted her life with when they had downtime than as to see one another in such an open way.

Tymvir followed after her, and the nude couple walked over to a table and sat down. They looked at one another in silence, eyes gleaming, for a shared readiness to be as open and honest as they could. To try and work things out, and to prove that love in the Ula, could conquer everything. Or so they thought…

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“You make it seem like I strive to keep things from you, Leilani.” The loving tone Tymvir usually held escaped him, and since he wasn’t referring to her as Lei; it was obvious there was tension between the two.

Leilani was standing up, arms crossed, walking back and forth.

Tymvir was seated, and after his last statement he slouched his naked body in his chair. He sighed, shaking his head at nobody in particular while staring at the wall. His silver eyes were gleaming in the soft orange glow accented from a few candles in their room at the Five Claws Lodge. He had his hands gripped tight around the arms of the wooden chair he was sitting in. Normally, his eyes would be wandering over Leilani’s perfect form if it were any ordinary day she walked about naked like that. But he just couldn’t. Tymvir was too frustrated with Leilani’s harsh accusations against him. He spoke up, looking directly at her as she ignored him while moving about. “Do you really think I don’t love you? Leilani I adore you. I didn’t tell you everything because damnit! A man has a right to keep things to himself! It has nothing to do with the person I am now, in this life, and I told you that in the first place!” He stood up, his voice rising a bit as the muscles on his body tightened from the tension. His formed fists with his hands. “This is unfair! I know you have been hurt, but we’re mates now. I have known you my whole life, and while I have known you, you have known me. All of a sudden, you accuse me for being a completely different person than the man you loved days ago just because of a few bad things I did one lifetime ago. ALL OF A SUDDEN you treat me like I am NOT your husband!” His voice was louder towards the end.

Leilani turned fast as she moved closer towards an opposite wall standing in front of a empty armoire in the room. She glared at him, lime green eyes burning bright into his own, but he showed no intimidation by the powerful “wolfess.” She gripped her hands tight like him, all of the tension resting in her shoulders as she took a deep breath and held onto it tight before speaking. It seemed like when Leilani got angry she never breathed, but however, it was just done so slowly. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON’T TREAT YOU LIKE MY HUSBAND TYMVIR?! I have been loyal to you from the start, I have never lied to you, and guess what? YEAH! I have been hurt. And you know what? I have been hurt twice! Twice by two fluffing men in the Ula who I thought would take me as their mate! This isn’t a damn game, Tymvir, it’s a lifetime commitment and I don’t think you get it!”

Tymvir growled, literally, gritting his teeth as he came close to Leilani. He looked down to the little woman who stood next against his physically superior frame as though she had equal power. Which she did, but from a side point of view it was an interesting sight to see. She looked up to him, not once faltering her stare down, and the two alphas began to feel a bit of competition for dominance between them. This all happened in the moment Leilani was still finishing her sentences, and when she got to the last sentence she spoke, Tymvir had completely interrupted her by getting close like this and yelling over her. “YOU DON’T THINK I GET IT? I have lived way longer than you little wolf queen! I have seen things you have never seen, and my maturity of spirit surpasses your own far greater than you think! I have double the age and experience you will ever have. I have been in love before, I have been committed before, but not like this. I may not have been royalty until now, Leilani, but it doesn’t mean I don’t know what it takes to keep a fire burning. It doesn’t mean I don’t love you, that I don’t want to be with you through the good and the bad…” Then he picked her up where she was standing and kissed her passionately as her small feet dangled in mid-air. Leilani instantly swooned, and she felt the life go out of her body and connect with Tymvir’s kiss. The heart inside of her chest beated fast, and she swore she could hear his beating at the same speed and pattern as her own. She began to imagine them both with a literal flame wrapped around their hearts, and during the moment of this passionate and magnificent kiss; Leilani assumed the fire would grow surrounding them both in a full blazed heart fire. “...It doesn’t mean that you aren’t everything to me, Leilani, because you are. You always will be. And I meant that the first moment I said those three words and fought for your heart.”

Tymvir set the Queen of the Ula back down on her tan little feet; she looked up to him as she saw vulnerability in his sparkling tear covered silver eyes. Instantly her own eyes ignited tears, and she felt the imaginary heat from her previous assumption of the flame of their love between them grow stronger. She couldn’t help herself but pull close to him, both their arms wrapping around each other as they dropped tears and embraced. The moment lasted a while, then she pulled back looking into his eyes once more and said, “Yet again another thing you never told me. I thought I was your only mate, and how can we be, if you already have a mate from your past life? You told me about the girl you fell in love with while smuggling, but never once that you were married.”

Tymvir sighed; moving back to the chair and hanging his head low with his back arched over resting near his knees. Leilani was still in the same place, and while she said what she said in a softer voice, the kiss didn’t falter her anger and confusion presently. Tymvir’s hands rushed through his long black locks, gripping tight as he groaned about the thing she had just expressed. He looked up to her red faced from the blood rushing forth while he was bent over. He replied as softly as she did. “Leilani so many things happen in a single lifetime that surpass the entireity of what could happen in a single year of a single lifetime. Lifetimes are a person’s whole life summed up from beginning to end. You know this, so why do you expect me to have to tell you everything up front? I can’t just go back in my past, in another lifetime, and relive it the way I can remember the current life I live. IT WAS A WHOLE LIFE AGO LEILANI!” His voice rose to emphasize the last sentence while waving his hands up and down wildly.

Leilani crossed her arms tighter against her chest and rolled her eyes. She got what he was saying, but her stubbornness didn’t like the fact that she was wrong in this moment. She was angry about the fact that her husband, the King of the Ula, the pack that she and him are supposed to protect and share and progress further in power with their very lives seemed absolutely meaningless to him. It felt meaningless, in her perspective, due to the fact of the letter that Peer-M had sent her back at the Imperial Gardens. He read it, and she watched him through the eyes of her wolf spirit just crumble it up like it never existed hoping she hadn’t seen it. And he knew he was never going to be able to hide it from her had she not read it anyways because of her Empathetic abilities. Leilani thought about all of the things expressed, and she growled from anger building up at the reasoned out thoughts justifying her point of view while her eyes focused on Tymvir the entire time.

Leilani wanted to change into her beast form so badly, and so as she resisted the urge having full control over when she did it or not, she gripped her hands into fists tight once more. “OH HELL WITH IT!” She yelled, turning her back from him spontaneously after thinking about holding back, and her arms flying up in the air. The little wolf Queen began to twist and turn in awkward directions, her body covered in a shroud of darkness as she cancelled out the darkness by roaring in her beast form. Tymvir’s eyes widened, worried for they were in public, and he gripped the chair tight while watching Leilani now big and strong as a white werewolf turn around. Leilani’s white fur began to suddenly ignite in lime green plasma-like energy flames. The reason it was plasma like, is because, when energy was brought forth from the astral plane it looked like a cross between floating jello, water, and plasma because of the thick consistency.

Leilani leaped forward, she grabbed a quick hold of Tymvir with her golden talons, and she swung him to the ground under her as she growled in his face. Her ears were back, trying desperately not to pierce his human flesh with her sharp claws; Leilani’s bright pearly white jaws dripped drool onto his brow that slid slowly off to the side as that eye it affected had closed. He looked terrified having not been in his own form as he sat under the large Wolf Queen in her purest state. Her jaws, mostly, was what did it. They looked like a set of Great White Shark teeth, and were protruding from her muzzle because of how large they were when bared out for show. She boomed into his mind, “You treat me like I am a child when I am not. I don’t care how damn old your wolf spirit is, Tymvir, I care about who you are in this life with me. If you are not telling me something, I will eventually find out, and what drives me nuts is that you deliberately wait for me to find out when you could be honest with me to begin with. I don’t give a flying fluff that you were once previously married so long as it has nothing to do with us, and that I won’t lose you, but I do fluffing care that when I went to the damn wash room back at the Imperial Gardens you tossed Peer-M’s note aside like it was absolutely nothing. You assumed I hadn’t read it, or at least hoped I didn’t since I put it back together so nicely, and you didn’t no matter what you say have the plan to tell me about it to begin with. You’re only being so gracious, which is a fluffing understatement, right now because I have my damn wolf jaws in your fluffing face. You are disrespectful to the rightful Queen of the Ula, one you have been brought up to see as nothing but above you, and you think just because you fluff me and became my fluffing King that everything is all equal now. That I am not born to this position because I deserve to be. You don’t remember the difference between Danacia and I from childhood, do you? Are your fluffing two lives getting mixed up, Tymvir? Because I can recall that I whooped your ass so many damn times when we were growing up whether it was sparring or training. You GOT SO LUCKY when you fought or my heart, I was tired, and you had a weak moment to give me a blow that would knock me out…” As her anger grew, so did her fast paced wolf heart in beats, and she then sliced her talons through his flesh as Tymvir let out a loud groan from the pain. It felt like a stab from a blade going through his shoulder. And her talons were literally like talons on a large eagle or hawk; they were long, thick, and sharp. “Don’t you dare think for a second you are stronger than me, better than me, or more intelligent. You may have more life experience and wisdom than I do, but it doesn’t mean a thing when comparing to your Alpha no matter if you are jointly ruling with me or not. So I suggest you get it through your thick brutish skull right now. If you tried to best me in combat, in beast form this very second, I would make you bleed so much that you’d die before you had a chance to use your ridiculously over powered wolven strength as your ally.” The lime green flames around Leilani’s white fur was a minor toxic energy psychic attack that was causing Tymvir more pain than the talons she had sunk into his flesh. She controlled how much damage was done, but once flesh touched and experienced these flames, it felt as though it was being burned off starting from the inside where it would injure anything important all the way out. All Tymvir could do was sweat and grunt through the pain, for in this form, he had no chance against Leilani. He was shaking, pale, as the toxic flames played against his flesh on some parts where her talons were sliced through him making the skin and blood bubble due to the burning sensation.

“P-Please Leilani… Please—Please stop please…” He suffered, breathing fast and slow in random patters, but always heavy. Leilani watched him in pain for a while, her anger ignited to a very high degree. In her wolf form, angry, that as a mistake. During training for basic control over your movements in beast form in the Ula they were taught to never let themselves enter that form while angry because it was a weakness, not an ally. In order to be able to master the ability for an Ula member to control when they would change at whim, that was their key element to overcome because in wolf form while angry rational thinking was absolutely lost. Tymvir finally screamed out louder in pain, worrying more about whether others at the Five Claws Lodge would try and come to his rescue; because no matter what would happen here he’d rather die a Leilani’s hand then have them find out about the Ula. So he felt while being completely against the odds that he could better handle this situation alone.

“Leilani I know you are angry. I can see it in your eyes…” It was so hard for him to speak through her increasing rage and the burning effects happening on his skin, but if he were going to keep her safe as well as their secret he had to use any remaining strength to do so. “…P-P-P-Please Leilani P-Please calm down. L-L-Listen t-to what I a-amm saying… y-y-you’re going to kill m-m-m-eee in a few seconds…” Tymvir screamed out again even louder in pain, such a loud yell of anguish that sounded as though someone had torn one of his very limbs off of his body. He kept his eyes forced open, the body of his mixed in blood and sweat drenched; Tymvir tried his best to focus his strong spirit deep into her mind where she was lost. The smell of burning flesh was extremely odorous across the room of the inn. He had no idea why anybody hadn’t banged down the door yet. Leilani was growling profusely, and staring into his eyes, and as he looked hard into hers at a split second moment the wolf started to recess and her rational mind came back forth. Anger was temporarily alleviated. Realizing what she was doing to him, and seeing his skin nearly burning off his body, she released her grip on his body pulling the talons out of his shoulders, and she quickly stepped back forcing the lime green flames around her body to disintegrate.

Leilani, still in beast form, looked down at her chest covered in blood as her husband was choking up blood that had ran rapid from the large gashes due to her talons. He was huddled on his side now, screaming in pain, for anything physical that he touched where the skin was actually burned off only hurt worse. She looked down to his feet, and she squealed a worried and afraid wolf squeal, and instantly Leilani reverted form back to her naked natural state. His feet had no skin on them whatsoever, and Leilani was the cause. After reverting form, the blood instead of soaking into her white fur just dripped down her naked flesh while also dried and stained in certain areas by now. She quickly moved over to him, and then cast her hands over his body. Leilani closed her eyes, while he moved in seizure like painful jolts doing his best to muffle his screams of pain, and she extended her toned tan arms above him. A blue glow began to admit from her hands as she enchanted a soft spell in Debnic. It was words from a very powerful healing spell she had learned while mastering Restoration during her time of study at the College of Winterhold. By saying the words in the dead language of the realm of Dabney; it added to the strength of her magicka from within. Tymvir’s body miraculously began to heal, the blood around him suddenly disappearing and reverting back to where it came from, as well as what was on her body dried or not. Tymvir’s shoulder gashes began to slowly fill up, the skin burned off his body slowly starting to replace itself, and eventually he looked close to what he was before she had gotten so angry. When the pain stopped, Tymvir sat up, and he looked across each shoulder seeing five talon circle scars from the earlier injury. He swallowed, then looked over to Leilani, and felt a sudden rush of love come over him.

Leilani still looked traumatized from having lost control of her in beast form, but as she looked at Tymvir’s perplexing smile and goofy eyes; she lifted a brow curiously with a slightly frustrated expression. Before she had a chance to comment on the fact that what had just happened was not funny, Tymvir pounced on to her naked body, and he flattened her to the ground. A rush of kisses covered her neck, and Leilani closed her eyes almost by subconscious command as his tongue hit the very sensitive areas on that part of her body heightening the experience by vibrating over the spots. She curled her toes; a rush of tingles going down her body, and suddenly she was lifted up by the strong mans arms till he rose to his feet. “This is why having a strong husband comes in handy.” Tymvir said, grinning, and then he slammed the wolfess hard into a wall nearby. Leilani wrapped her legs around his lower waist having been put against the wall slightly higher than he. She and Tymvir kissed passionately, tenderly, and full of heated love like before. Perhaps it was just werewolves who felt it be necessary to make a physical romantic connection such as this when one of their lovers nearly tries to kill them.

Tymvir pulled away, and he looked her in the eyes, “I love you, you crazy fluffing bitch, and I am never going to stop loving you. No matter how much you fluffing do to me, this right here, is proof I am a decent man Leilani. This is proof of my love.” He then kissed her harder, making tears fall from her face as she sobbed muffled by his kisses. She wrapped her limp arms around his neck, from swooning, and then moved the weak pieces of her body to stroke his back up and down soothingly. She loved how strong he was, she thought to herself, for it made their sex life incredible. She didn’t have to do anything to keep herself up against the wall. All of that strength came from the man who owned her heart, Tymvir.

After a long session of kissing, Tymvir pulled away while still easily holding her light body up. He said, “You also mentioned before that you had encounter mates twice. You have never yourself expressed having anyone else you sought for mates before me. So I’m not the only one hiding something.” As he locked his silver eyes into hers, Leilani studied them for truth or resentment. She found nothing but love. Leilani kissed him again out of lack of controlling her physical urge at the moment to be close. She tried to respond, for their conversation wasn’t even near over with, and she kissed him once more without luck. He kissed her back each time, making it harder for her to resist, and his hands as they were moving all over her body caused a heated passionate lust to rush over her. She bit his lip, pulling away from his intoxicating kiss, and then looked into his eyes as they held the same sparkle of love that was raptured about them. Her head felt light, in such a way that she knew his felt as well, and she also felt that in this moment she knew him better than anyone else in his first life, or this second one, had ever could.

“Tell me everything about your past life, and carry me over to the bed so I can lay on top of you, and kiss you while you play story time.” She tried to smile, but the heat of their connection was so much that happiness exuded about them in a different way. Tymvir did what she said instantly, not once thinking that he shouldn’t. They were truly spiritually connected at this time, and in such a way that no other present felt as though they would exist. They felt they were in their own separate dimension wrapped around one another’s strong connection for each other. They felt alive.

When they reached the bed, Tymvir sat down, and then he lay back as Leilani let go of his lower back with her legs. She rested on top of him never once leaving his eyes. She felt him hard beneath her, and with that touch she smiled. “I was born an Argonian as you know, like I told you, in Black Marsh. My family in society’s terms, not the life of the Ula, were very poor so we took to “get rich quick” ways in order to survive. My Mother was a prostitute, and every night she was on the job I saw different mean walk in and out of the place I was supposed to call home. My father was a smuggler, and he was the one that started me on the trade. I grew up doing it, never got educated, for this was the life I lived. I was to eat, breathe, and live smuggling. And I was good at it. I met my friend, who I assume from the letter had a name in this life that started with a P, and you mentioned him as Peer-M was him, back when I was a kid as well. He lived a poor life too, and we both were learning the smuggling trade with our family. My Dad eventually turned my bedroom in our house into a Skooma lab, and he constructed an underground escape tunnel if we were ever to get busted so I could run with the drugs and find a place to hide. He may have been a criminal, but he was a good man, and he treated my mom with the respect that was not given to her while she was on the job. My Dad loved her, and he loved me, and I will never forget him. Then, one day the Legion broke into our home, and he was stabbed repeatedly to death. I viewed all of this from the crack in the door of my room, and after his death, I grabbed whatever I could carry like he had told me to do and rushed under my bed where we hid the tunnel. The Legion eventually found me because it wasn’t well disguised, and they took me to the city’s prison. My mom was killed also because she was a prostitute, and since I was a kid they couldn’t keep me in the prison, so they ended up tossing me in an orphanage. I stayed there till I was sixteen, and then ended up back in the slums like my family had done their whole life. I could have gone to the Ula, I know, and I could have stayed their probably living a better life than what I did when I grew up… but you don’t understand. You don’t just escape these kinds of things Leilani, they just are apart of you when you do them, and I wasn’t just going to give up skooma because I—“ Leilani interrupted him as she continued to finish his last sentence before he had a chance to twist around his words, her lime green eyes were glowing as she watched the memories unfold in his mind, “—you were addicted.”

Silence wrapped around the couple as he sat there surprised, which Leilani found sort of odd since he knew she could read minds, but she figured it was because she could tell he hadn’t told this to anyone else before. Or at least hardly anyone else. She figured Grenagoir had to know somewhat since he knew more than she did back at the Skyrim Sanctuary when she listened on their conversation after she “left.” Then he continued with a firm sigh, taking his eyes away from hers in a confessing tone, “Yes. I was addicted because so was my Father. And my Mother. But after leaving the orphanage, I picked up word about my friend known now as Peer-M, and I got back into the smuggling business with him. We worked under a man who had ambitions to take his small independent Skooma trade to the top. He worked us, and paid us only enough so that we could live and continue to work for him, and we stayed with him dedicated for years. He would give us the loot, we’d be on our own to find our way to the destination, get the gold, and were on our way to find a plan to get back to him with the profit. As his success in the business grew, the longer the travel between destinations grew, and soon enough he did exactly what he said and we were taking Skooma by the carriage full across borders into various provinces in Tamriel. The man was highly lucrative and extremely intelligent. He was also very dangerous…” He paused, gathering himself to continue as Leilani interrupted again, “And by that time when you were a serious Skooma pusher, that was when he came to rely on you a lot, and you found your way getting close to his daughter.”

Tymvir nodded as he found himself growing comfortable to her sifting his mind faster than he could tell the story. He kissed her once, and she happily kissed back which was reassuring to him, and then continued, “I’d sneak into her room at his mansion by night, and we’d make love endlessly. She was a fiery Argonian woman, eyes as red as a rose, but they were incredible. No, she wasn’t a vampire; it was just a weird genetic trait she had been gifted at birth. Because no one else in her family had eyes like as red like her, they were all golden or typical colored otherwise. I remember her so much, and then along with those memories I remember the first time her father found us making love in her room during the middle of the night. He nearly plops his pants when he saw it was me, and sent a whole bunch of guards after me as I escaped through the window and used stealth to make it out alive. When I reported for work the next day, and several times after, that was when he deliberately gave me all the hard jobs which were pretty much a set up to get sent to prison. I only stayed to work for him because of his daughter, and even after him finding out yes I definitely kept seeing her, however it wasn’t in her room anymore after that because we had to keep it secret. That night was the last time we were ever close like that, and being young and stupid on my first love I thought she was the best thing in the world and it could never get better. So, I made plans with her to runaway, but she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to be with me, but she wanted me to ask her father for her hand. She assumed that he wouldn’t cut my throat just for even speaking the thought, but oh I knew. So, foolishly in love and naively brave, I relied on her hopeful dreams which I assumed as words of sentiment, and I presented myself before the Skooma DrugLord, and he spat at my face, and sent his guards after me once more. But this time they chased me out of town, and even though I escaped, they and many after continued to chase me as I played hide and seek my entire life. I gave up smuggling after that, and I settled into Skyrim where I met Grenagoir who was in his younger years as an apprentice to take position in the elder council. And he and I became fast friends, and he helped me stay safe in the Sanctuary from ever patrolling guards paid off by the Skooma Druglord who wanted my head on a spike. I had a quiet life playing hideout for several years, about ten to be exact until her father gave up searching, or so I thought, and I ended up going out with Grenagoir for my first time back to the surface in such a long time. I took up blacksmithing, becoming an apprentice to a man who owned a shop in Shor’s Stone, because believe me, I already know that you can’t find anything in the small town anymore the way it used to be. But the way I remember it, the town was almost a miniature city itself, and not just a bunch of houses that surround an abandoned mine where they have to constantly fight off Frostbite Spiders from taking over the only thing that puts food on their table. As I did, I met a beautiful Nord woman who I intended to become fast friends with, and eventually we married. Her family wasn’t keen on the idea of me, since I was an Argonian, but she looked past that and we wed. She wasn’t apart of the Ula, so I was exiled for treason, and since I finally wasn’t sworn to secrecy about my abilities anymore, and she wasn’t considered prey; I told her I was a werewolf. She didn’t know what to think at first, but when a night came along that our small home was broken into by bandits and I ripped their heads off in my breast form; she found it to be definitely worth it for protection. She looked past my flaws, and I accepted hers. She told me about how she used to be apart of the thieves guild, and I told her about how I used to smuggle drugs. We were both hiding out in Shor’s Stone together, believe it or not, and eventually when the ones after her for what she did wrong came we had to leave. We moved around Skyrim a lot from major city, to small village, to even private houses made on lands in the wilds we had no deed to. I protected her with my werewolf ability from her people, and she kept food on the table with her cunning skills as a pickpocket. We never went hungry, and we only took from those who wouldn’t notice, and we never over did it….” Tymvir suddenly stopped speaking about his former wife, silence wrapped around the two as tears welled in his eyes. Leilani sighed; kissing him comfortingly, and then she wrapped her hand around his head from behind and held it up close to her as she continued the story for him. “But then her people found her, and she was killed. You swore off being with anyone else, after that, and even though you were exiled you tried with all of your might to go back to the only family that you had ever known. The Ula. And when you were standing over one of the hidden grass entrances in the forests south of Riverwood, you called out in pain and agony for any of your brothers to come to your side. And that was when the one known as Peer-M showed up. Because your father all along was apart of the Ula, so was your mother, and so was his family and he. He had been tracking you down since you had left, and having no luck while you were “in hiding” in Skyrim, he waited those ten years for you to surface and for him to catch wind of it. He could have waked into the sanctuary and cut your throat in your sleep, but since he was a member as well, it wasn’t obviously just that easy. He would have been found out instantly since my father, Saliin, and my mother Andromeda who were ruling even in that past life of yours, which I find surprising, had made the Skyrim Sanctuary their royal home permanently. Andromeda would have known the moment your blood hit the floor...” Leilani let his face down gently unable to continue as she was perplexed by finding that he had known her parents beyond just this life from her mother’s premonitions. She didn’t choose him based on psychic instinct for her to wed one of her daughters, no, she chose Tymvir because he knew him. Then Tymvir interrupted her widened eyes and bewildered thought process as he continued the story. Leilani indeed had to know more now. “So, he showed his face, and then we had catching up to do. At first it was like we were old friends sharing and laughing about our experiences. Then he got this look in his eyes that I had always gotten when I was withdrawing from Skooma. I never did get away from the stuff, no my wife and I made it a point to always get some which was obviously was trailed him back to us. But that look in his eyes was accompanied by a long festering anger I knew had deeply rooted from within. He felt betrayed by me, that I had left him to deal with the Drug Lord alone, and he hated me for having to pick up all of the dangerous routes I was given as punishment. He said he had been in and out of jail several times since I wasn’t there at his back anymore, and I tried to reason with him, but he wasn’t going to have it. I tried to show him that with the Ula he had a chance to get away from it, no matter how deep he felt he had to be, and that the Skyrim Sanctuary I was sure of could help him break the addiction. I knew I wasn’t apart of it, but I said these words to try and persuade him away from the death lust he had in his eyes. For me. And I wanted to make it known to him that there was no one in my life as my best friend that could replace him. Not through everything we had been together. I was withdrawing so bad that day, too, and eventually we ended up getting into a fight losing control over our anger like you did. And I bested him, but found myself calming down when he was nearly bleeding to the death on the ground weak from injuries I gave him. And I got my eyes on his bag of Skooma. So I reverted form, and I took it, and I ran off to hide once more. That was when other brothers found him, and he told them something that had turned the pack against me, and that was when Andromeda and Saliin himself made it their prerogative to come and find me. I couldn’t hide long from them, probably about a year, and believe me after being in hiding for several years I was pretty good at it. But the Aatu royal couple was even better than I was when they sought me out. When the first found me, I had dug a cave into the ground underneath a lake, and yes I know how crazy that sounds but if you are to hide from the Ula, or the Imperial Legion while smuggling, you had to get used to coming up with creative ways to plan what sometimes turned into weeks of a steak out. I didn’t do it all at once, it took time, and the only times I did go out and swim, dig, come up for a breath, swim and dig, and repeat was when it wasn’t full moon or harvest night for the Ula. I made sure to stay away from all wild areas that had their territory marked. And it probably took me about the entire year to finish the place into fully being livable just about the time they found me. Andromeda literally just dove down into the pond, which is known now as Mara’s pond, and she lifted up the hatch to my underwater home, and she walked in like she owned the place. I was startled, because just like all Ula members no matter the district, I had known her face since birth. I had no idea how old she was, but at the time I was probably about 30. She slammed me up against the wall, in beast form, and she interrogated me like you had me under your grasp back when I was burning from your fire. That’s why I looked so afraid because I was reliving that horrific first encounter with your mom. And I know it sounds crazy, but she actually burned my flesh off and healed me like you did. You both are so much alike...it’s insane. But your father, wow he was an asshole to anyone who didn’t treat his wife with respect. After getting to know him under his harsh exterior, I learned he was probably the most honorable and respectable man I had ever known even to this day. I can’t imagine how wonderful of a father he must have been, Lei…” He stopped as he reached up to her cheek and wiped her hard crying eyes. She shook her head for him to stop, and then nodded, for him to continue. And so he did.

“Eventually your mom ran through my mind with the same confidence and strength she carried when she came into my hideout. She learned all of the facts she needed, and the Queen and King had seen what really went on that night when my friend and I had a bad reunion. She learned of my Skooma addiction and smuggling, which she slapped me for and repeatedly said I had no excuse to give into because she was right, and then found sympathy for me for having to hide out my entire life just for loving someone and fighting for their heart. She held true to love being the most important thing on this Earth as daughter of the Aatu and Queen of a highly deadly wolf pack should, from what we were taught at birth, and she took my side against Peer-M as he is known now. She brought me before the assembly, and I was accepted back into the pack right in front of my friend’s eyes. He was then exiled for still being apart of the Skooma trade. The Ula was then put under a serious screening in each district by your parents to figure out if any other members had been involved with illegal drug smuggling, and there were several which were exiled because of it making the pack at the lowest count in honest strength it had ever been before. My friend got in touch with all of the exiles, which were the start of the very first anti-Ula half breed pack as you have heard of the stories today, and they formed an alliance with numbers that was not great against the whole Ula united in Tamriel, but still quite formidable. They had a rebellion war, figuring out ways to take out current members in secret since they no longer held a connection with their mark to the Sanctuary and were unable to just go in and slaughter anyone like I couldn’t go in to seek refuge like I had wanted that night. Andromeda and Saliin eventually wiped them out, but they never got a hold of my friend for he had the Drug Lord on his side. Foolishly after leaving the Ula, he told him of his abilities and all about the pack instead of leaving that part out, and they worked together to avenge his first assignment to kill me in the first place. It was years of bloodshed at my expense from others, and your parents and I working together to keep me safe from the Drug Lord and the exiles, as well as to keep the pack united. Your mother, father, and I had grown so close during these hard times that they thought of me as an adopted son which is one of the reasons why Andromeda called for me back to this life when communing with Dabney. In her past life, she was infertile, and when she came back around to rule for a second time at Dabney’s command, I was arranged to be with you from her premonitions, working with our Goddess, and working with the elder council in the Skyrim Sanctuary. They knew their time to permanently pass down their long ruling would come, and they knew that it had to be you and me to lead on through this lifetime. They always spoke of how you would eventually do something great with me at your side, and they wanted me here for you because they couldn’t see anyone more fitting to help you through it. Plus they knew of how much I’d give myself to you, and love you, and Andromeda never wanted anything less for her own child. She knew me like I knew myself from invading my mind on our first encounter, and since I was loyal to her and from the loving maternal connection she felt she had with me for all she had done; she knew I would be perfect for you. Because as she said to me, during the time I was still in a spirit form and she presented herself to Dabney in her realm, that you were so much like her that if she had a chance to live once again, she’d see herself with me if it wasn’t for Saliin being there. Dabney was the one who had given her the premonitions in the first place, so it was only fitting that she agreed with Andromeda’s request to bring me back to life once more.” Tymvir took a moment to catch his breath as Leilani looked perplexed. She searched and searched and searched his mind but came to no avail. She then asked, “But you told me previously he had murdered you, and that he got what he wanted, and since you were brought back by Dabney he felt like he needed continue the promise he made long ago when he caught wind of your spirit’s existence in Tamriel once more. So where does your death fit in to all of this?”

Tymvir nodded, finally revealing the memory she hadn’t been able to translate through her connection before. He continued to tell the story, “He did win. It was when finally Andromeda, Saliin, and I had tracked him down and planned to kill him. Little did I know from his help with the Drug Lord and all of his resources, he had been tracking me down and intended to kill all three of us. He was angry at the alphas for exiling him and taking me back instead, and he was angry with me for abandoning him as he so says. But I didn’t. I had to run, because if I had stayed I would have been killed. And for some reason he didn’t get that!” Tymvir paused as frustration let loose in his voice. This memory was painful for him. “So we fought to the death, and he had several left over exiles on his side, and the only ones on my side were the alphas which was absolutely enough. They were extraordinarily powerful as they should have always been. My friend, and now life long enemy murdered me, and he sank his teeth into my neck snapping my jugular. Now you know everything…” Tymvir sighed. He was literally exhausted from expressing all that he had. He then briefly wondered to himself again why no one had come up from the downstairs of the inn to check on them both after all of the ruckus. It had been silent for a while, and one would assume from the sounds of snarling and cries of pain that there had been a death if they had common sense. A strong worry settled into his stomach, but Tymvir didn’t say a word to Leilani of his suspicions. He figured he’d deal with it, as it would come. Besides, he was sharing a moment with her, and he didn’t want to ruin it.

“You have no idea how much this means to me.” She said, and then kissed him passionately as he wrapped his strong arms around her while sitting up and kissing her just as loving right back. Leilani wrapped her legs around him, and Tymvir had finally realized she had grown very wet. He grinned, flipping them around to where she was underneath him, and then he pulled the blankets over their bodies as they made love.

(TO BE CONTINUED)
 

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(PART 4 OF 4 OF 6: RUSHING INTO ROYALTY: THE LEYAWIIN ENCOUNTER)

“We have spent our entire day in here, you know, and when we leave we’re going to have to travel by night. We don’t have time anymore to leisurely stay in Cyrodiil, Tymvir, we must press on with our travels as we have told each Sanctuary when we’d arrive. A They’re already going to worry since we’ll arrive that night instead of that morning as promised….” Leilani was quickly running around the room packing things together, moving stuff she broke in her previous outburst and hiding them. She was all dressed, and Tymvir was sitting on the bed with an unlaced white tunic while putting on long black boots. Leilani had her stuff on her back, and she was ready to head out the door as she looked over to her lover with annoyed and impatient eyes. She groaned. “Please hurry up Mr. Procrastinator!” She giggled, and he smiled in return to her playful intentions.

“Don’t worry so much, I mean, we are the alphas after all.” Tymvir worried strongly about the fact that they had been so open with deep secrets of his life, and didn’t care to use code language while in the inn room no matter if it was just the two of them. Walls were thin anywhere it was public and he was surprised Leilani the Queen of deceit had forgotten that. He wondered if she was worrying as much as he was. She had to know something, and as he was thinking this he casually looked his wife up and down who he noticed was decked out in several potions hidden under a thick belt and sash tied around her waste, her daggers were bound to her sides ready to unsheathe in seconds, and under her casual clothes she had on a thick set of leather armor. Which now made sense to why she was wearing such a big coat over her top frame. He smirked, knowing her all too well. She knew absolutely everything that was going on in his mind at all times due to her empathetic imprint on him, and she just played along with him when it came to things he didn’t want to tell her that she heard him think or felt him feel. Standing up, Tymvir had his boots on, and he laced his shirt quickly grabbing a shoulder pack off of the table nearby. He swung it around, and then he grabbed up a large daedric war hammer of excellent quality and attached it on his back. She saw this, and then she smirked a devilish smirk while leaning against the door. Tymvir came up to her, pressed his body against her, which would be for the last time until they were in a safe place once again, and then kissed her hard.

“You ready to dance?” She whispered, her lime green eyes glowing as profusely as they had been since the start of their former conversation when they woke up this morning. He nodded, watching her unsheathe her blades and put her pack down silently on the right wall by the door. He did the same, kicking both packs out of the way so whatever was behind the door wouldn’t have a chance to ruin their supplies. He grabbed up his war hammer in both hands as Leilani quickly poison tipped her blades, and then slowly they opened the door in front of them silently stepping out. There was nothing to be seen so far, and it was vacant all the way up until the counter to the public side of the inn for business was seen at the edge of the stairway. Leilani crouched down, followed by Tymvir, and they listened in on a conversation being had beneath them.

There were two men on one side of the counter they previously checked in at, and then another which was the innkeeper leaning against the counter casually. Leilani scoped the surroundings as Tymvir’s mind fed the focus of their conversation as he watched them. She looked to the door of the inn, noticing they had locked it prematurely for a business day, and then noticed that each of the men was wearing thick suits of armor. She wondered why they would need it if indeed they were half breeds, but as she traced them up from their feet to their heads, she saw only some of them silver eyed Ula rejects. She knew there had to be more, and so she followed behind the counter to a door to a room she didn’t notice before when they checked in the other night. She nodded to herself, and then looked over to Tymvir with a nod as he agreed silently upon the same thing.

“Looks like three main thugs that rely on strength rather than speed. Easy match for me. I say I will take those three out while you use your brutality on whatever is lying behind that door. Try not to transform because the innkeeper looks like he has been bribed. His eyes aren’t silver. Btw you forgot to mention in your story that your friend this lifetime around you assume is trying to revolt the Ula against you, as well as me. Since I am Andromeda’s daughter.” Leilani thought every bit of what she had said to him, and then looked at him with a life of her brow as she waited for him to respond. He rolled his eyes and grinned silently as he replied, “I don’t know if he’s against you, though. You assume that. By that letter, it sounds like he wants to just get rid of me. But I did worry that from our past. Good observation, my love.” Leilani then turned away from their banter and she crept away from him as he waited in the same spot at the railing by the stairs. She cascaded down the steps, slowly and silently remembering her life in the Riften Thieves Guild for a little while as she came closer and closer to her target. Leilani was right behind the first man closest to the stairs, with which she raised up, and then grabbed tight onto his long brown hair pulling him back quickly and slicing his throat. The others had noticed the moment she went in for the attack, and as they did so, she blew her cover purposely engaging combat.

Leilani ducked as the first Imperial man swung at her, she then rose as the innkeeper had jumped over the counter and was mid-way landing when she grabbed a hold of his angles in a matter of seconds after quickly re-sheathing her blades. She pulled him down, still moving fast, and she punched him in the face repeatedly until the other man came behind her and grabbed a hold of her by the shoulders. He lifted her off, and she squirmed in his strong arms unable to get free, and then he threw her across the room. Leilani quickly bounced back, running at full speed after this man who stood ready now with a great sword in hand. She ducked again his first swing as she got close, wondering why he didn’t catch on to the fact that she was extremely fast from the first duck, and then as she rose up she jumped up onto the counter of the bar, and then jumped on to his shoulders. Leilani unsheathed her blades, stabbing both of them into his neck, and she watched as he choked on his blood drowning to death while staggering, falling to his knees where she jumped off, and then falling flat on the ground. She found the man who was shortly recovering from a bruised face and broken nose was gone from his place on the ground, and she quickly pulled the blades from her prior victim’s “waterfalling” neck. She looked around, and then at the split second he came into view, she saw a chair launched towards her, which hit her, and threw her against a wall where the door with suspected back up would be. Once they were alarmed, she instantly heard footsteps gathering and speeding up as they got frantic headed for the door. She grunted and groaned in pain from the launch as she quickly got up and out of the way. At this moment, Tymvir rushed down to her side and whaled his war hammer into the innkeeper’s skull as the man was in return launched against the front door of the Five Claws lodge. For a split second before another attack, Leilani looked to the blood streaming out of the innkeeper’s nose and watched as his bald head covered thick in black and blue appearing to have literally had his brain and skull smashed by Tymvir’s blow. She looked to her husband wide eyed, and he shrugged before alerting himself to danger and taking another harsh swing. Leilani was suddenly overwhelmed by back up as three men surrounded the royal couple each.

As the fighting commenced, Tymvir went to work full force against three large Imperial men fought with lust of Tymvir’s blood. He took the first one out with ease, launching himself forward as he gripped both sides of his war hammer around the man’s neck from behind. The man was sandwiched between the large werewolf king, as well as his weapon, and Tymvir used his head and the stick of his war hammer to knock the man out and choke him to death. As he fell to the ground after being released, Tymvir quickly re-gripped his war hammer properly and smashed his skull on the ground. The two men looked horrified from his short example of brutish strength, and then Tymvir looked to them as they stopped dead in their tracks with his wolven eyes casting through. One of the men, who were an ex-Ula saw this as a challenge he could rise up against his former alpha; so he beat his chest dropping his closed and transformed. “Damnit!” Tymvir yelled, alerting Leilani as the large black silver eyed half-breed stood before him. Leilani was in the middle of dodging and ducking and cutting up her opponents as she looked over, and she then felt anger settle inside to see this reaction. The man next to the half-breed exile gasped, horrified of the transformation, and so Leilani shouted, “Kill off the prey before he can run off and alert the guards!” Luckily, Leilani saw the three she was fighting all had silver eyes. So they all had a chance to keep the public out of this encounter. The man began to try and run off for his life, but was quickly grabbed up by Tymvir who threw him on the ground and blasted his skull into pieces. Standing up, he was breathing a bit heavy from the quick blow, and he looked upon the exiled Ula member who was ready now to fight him beast to beast. He wiped the sweat from his brow, setting down his war hammer that leaned against the counter, and then said. “You’re making a huge mistake by challenging me, you know. I am going to destroy you. Good thing you’re not against her, however, she would have mutilated you in seconds.”

The wolf looked over to Leilani as she had two men on the ground sliced up all over the place and covered in blood. One looked like he had been stabbed in the eyes and then were fed them after having his throat cut and drowning himself in his own blood. The wolf only got angrier from the sight as she continued to fight for her life in regular combat with the other man. The wolf roared, and was soon sent to the ground from a moment of weakness while fixated on Leilani. Tymvir, in full beast form stood above the smaller black wolf piercing into him with his horrific silver eyes holding nothing but lust for death. The man could hardly breathe under his large size, bulging muscles, and Tymvir easily gripped his claws around the defenseless wolf’s throat as he rose up on two feet slamming him hard against the wall which he came out of in another room. The blow against the wall, which was not meant to kill him ended up created a large dent from Tymvir’s overly enhanced strength. The man struggled, growling and gasping for breath as his sharp claws wildly flew at Tymvir eventually slashing one of his eyes. Tymvir roared in pain, dropping him as he covered up his eye. The smaller, faster Ula exile wolf jumped around him and leaped onto his back sinking his claws and teeth into his flesh. The half-breed held on tight.

Tymvir ignored the pain as his eye was squinted close and bleeding, he quickly spun around in circles, and then he slammed his back into the same wall sending the two flying to the ground with Tymvir on top of him as they landed in another room. He got up, having been released by the male, and then he quickly turned around grabbing him up again and gently flicking his wrist as it snapped the wolf’s neck. Licking his lips while in his beast form, Tymvir instantly dove his jaws into the former Ula wolf’s flesh and began to feast for more strength. After eating to his satisfaction, he wiped his muzzle with his claws, and then realized the other room had gone silent. Worried, he rushed out quickly while his large paws made stomping noises that echoed about the entire Five Claws Lodge. When his lover came into sight, Leilani was in a corner with her own dagger cut into her stomach, in her natural form, and Tymvir scanned his eyes across a long trail of blood that he interpreted as her struggle to safety to where she was at which lead to a large werewolf brute glaring directly at him. The werewolf exile rushed at him, and he leaped into the air as Tymvir quickly stepped out of his path sending him into the staircase he was standing next to. Leilani was gone the moment Tymvir had last seen her, and all of a sudden, she came flying out of the air in the corner of her eyes with white fur covering her body. She landed on the man, her golden talons dug directly into his flesh, and then she began to incinerate him from the inside out with her lime green psychic fire. Tymvir reverted form, and then walked over to a chair as he enjoyed the show before him.

Leilani didn’t just burn the man to death, no, she instantly invaded his mind and sank into his memory banks haunting him repeatedly from the things he feared most, horrific memories, anything she could get her claws on that would send him into a seizure like painful state. She controlled the fire which was making his skin bubble up, pop, and scab until it was no longer there and the under muscle was beginning to bleed and blacken from the energy fire so that it would slowly eat away at him while he was tortured into a fit of uncontrollable seizure like spasms. He began to grow pale in the fur, as it instantly shed from its black color, and it turned an aged gray. The wolven exile was foaming terribly at the mouth, and as Leilani’s coat began to thicken in violet glowing Debnic all over her body, so did the gray coat on the tormented victim of hers. The entire time, he was silent for he was in so much pain and torture that there was no reaction to be had. He quickly succumbed to her will, and stopped breathing after choking on his drool from the constant foam that seeped from his jaws. Leilani licked her lips as she spotted the gushing blood that escaped from the open holes where her talons sank into his flesh. As his death came, she released her grip on the victim, and took a step back at her handiwork. Tymvir, siting on the seat he made his way to, had now stood up with a face pale in horror and wide eyes. Never in his life until this point had he ever seen Leilani do what she had just did to that man. Even when he endured her gifts, which were absolutely unbearable nonetheless, had he ever thought she could go to such an extent with a mastery over her mind to have done what she had done. He looked upon the once full of life, black and strong, Ula exile and saw nothing of what it used to be. Literally it looked like his life force had drained out of him, and his physical body not only showed the signs of it from the burnt off flesh revealing bodily organs, muscle tissue, and bones, as well as the gray patches of fur that still existed; it also showed less thickness than before. The corpse looked like a burned, mangled, mentally tortured anorexic. When Leilani turned back to him in her beast form, her face covered in blood as she much on a string of intestines in her jaw; Tymvir backed up a step. He swallowed and then weakly requested while shaking, “Could you please, um, turn back into my pretty wife?”

Leilani turned back to the corpse, tearing further into what remains she had left over for eating, and then she moved to his skull which was still in tact and punched it until the brains literally had been smashed out of the skin and juices from inside his head seeped all over the stairs. Picking up the flattened head, she tore back the flesh and removed the bone pieces of the shattered skull while sinking her face into the leftover remains of the man’s former brain. Tymvir turned away while this was happening, and in his natural state he felt sick to his stomach. When he turned back, Leilani reverted form and stood before him naked and covered in blood. He smiled, and then nodded to himself as he said out loud, “Now that right there is hot!”

He rushed over to Leilani, sweeping her up into his arms, and then kissed her bloody brain-tasting mouth. He finished the kiss, and then released her gently sticking his tongue out to the nasty flavor he had shared. “Remind me to never kiss you after you eat brains.” He started to look around for anything inside the vacant corpse covered in that he could mask the taste over with. He found a bottle of ale still in tact after their bloody battle, and then he popped out the cork and drank it all down in an instant. Feeling a slight rush, he chuckled and saw Leilani coming down the stairs from their previous room with both packs in hand. “Damn man broke my fluffing dagger.” She pointed to her new scar, with which now being redressed; she had to hold up her shirt to do so.

“How did you run upstairs, redress, and come back down all in the time I found a bottle of ale to drink?” Tymvir asked, wide eyed as she handed him a pair of clothes from his pack. At this point she had both packs set down on the battered counter as she looked for the clothes she gave him.

“Because I am magic like that.” She then looked over to him with a sexy smile, a deadly look in her eyes, and a wink to follow it up. Tymvir felt himself get instantly hard, which Leilani looked down to see as she marveled over his perfect body, and then bit her lip.

(Part 4 of 6 finished: TO BE CONTINUED WITH PART 5 OF 6)
 

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