Daemon ran as fast as he could to get to the hot-spring sword still in hand sweat beading down his chest and back he stopped suddenly and it took him a moment to register what it was that he was seeing

Taelyn was completely naked and standing at the edge of the hot spring her hair falling freely down her back, and Nephrete was in the spring, and she spat water playfully at Taelyn who gave a soft laughing cry and splashed water back at her... She pulled her hair over one of her shoulders, revealing the line of her back, her buttocks, and legs to him and Nephrete’s eyes got a little wide when she spotted Daemon and dipped down into the water quickly. Taelyn had blinked and shrugged as she took the few steps up to lower herself into the water again.

"Ahem is everything ok? I heard a scream." Daemon was in awe of the beauty that stood before him when he realized he was staring he turned around he didn't want her to think he was a peeping Tom

She had gasped and dipped down to her shoulders, blushing bright red and seeing him without his shirt she could see the scar from his death, along with how well his body was, and turned away from him and Nephrete lifted her head out of the water. "I startled her by leaping into the spring." She mused with a sense of pride in her voice.

“Taelyn I'm sorry for barging in on you like this I will leave." Daemons face was almost as red as the dress he had bought for Taelyn he started to walk away

"I thank you for your concern..." She said softly still bright red herself as she stayed in the water, and Nephrete had to get out to get her washing bag and soap... which soon after he left he would smell the soft scent of lemon grass and some kind of fruit, a citrus like orange or mandarin/

Daemon had grown fond of her scent while she work by his side he had noticed before he left that she would need more bathing supplies as well he decided to get her some and maybe think about getting himself some that she liked. It wasn't long after he got back to the mouth of the cave and started practicing again that he smelt her he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply that was a scent he would remember for all eternity as he turned in her direction and opened his eyes...

She was in the crimson dress, and it was actually a little tight, clinging to her bust and waist and hips nicely, she was blushing as she held the bag of her bathing things and looked at him. "Thank you... For the dress..." She murmured softly, her still wet hair pulled back in a tight intricate braid again.

Daemon resisted the urge to run over pick her up and swing her around " you are most welcome I believe I may have a fight on my hands bringing you into town today you make that dress look beautiful. Are you ready to go to town?"

She blushed a lot deeper and pulled her braid over her shoulder, a nervous/shy tick she had, and she shook her head. "I need to get my coat and a few other things, and then I will be." She said softly.

Daemon was on high alert he saw every twitch of muscle and he watched as her breath grew deeper he knew that she was intent on him and for that second the world stopped

She was intent on him, not able to keep her eyes from him for what seemed like forever before she was finally able to break away and drifted towards the hut to get what she was after, still clutching the bag with her things and setting it in the place eat belonged and going after finding her coat...

Daemon couldn't take it anymore he had to tell her How he felt and what was on his mind

She had gotten her coat and came back out, pulling the hood up and settling her wet braid at the back of her neck, also securing a small satchel of gold to her belt, and then took a slow breath as she looked to him and blinked, blushing again. "You... are thoughtful?" She asked softly.

"Only for you... For some reason I can't hold it back any longer... "And he pulled her into a light embrace and he kissed her softly.

She had given a very soft squeak, hands lifting out of reflex and settling on his shoulders, lightly gripping at his skin and she turned her head to the side as she tried to catch the breath he had stolen from her chest, blushing brightly and her eyes closed. "I-I...Don't know what to say"

"Don't say anything... Just get on the horse and pretend nothing happened. We have to get the last of the supplies." Daemons head was abuzz with excitement he wanted more but he felt he may have gone too far and if they were to get their supplies that day they would have to move out otherwise they may get caught out at night on a full moon on their way back

She had nodded and went about getting onto said horse, having waited for Daemon to secure the wagon and once it was she started towards the town they were headed to, still blushing and pulling the cloak around her body, keeping the chill from her skin.

Daemon noticed her blush and felt a surge of anger at himself " why couldn't you leave well enough alone daemon? grrrrrah" He muttered to himself he could feel the change in the air he knew tonight was a full moon and he didn't want to risk having Taelyn with him when he changed he's been learning slowly how to restrain himself as the beast he vacate but he still wouldn't trust himself with her in that form the fear of hurting her was even more than that of his fear she would reject him when she found out what kind of beast he really was

What Daemon didn't know yet was Taelyn was what was known in the fae world as a beast master, they could aide control to any beast that could become human, any form of were animal could find their minds, be at peace if one of the few human fae Halflings were around. They could also call upon any beast that was within earshot of them, knowing how to calm any animal or animal type. She was thinking hard as she rode, the horse trotting along easily and swiftly, knowing the full moon brought out some strange creatures.

When they reached the town daemon thought he might be able to get the supplies faster by himself so he attempted to persuade Taelyn to stay with the wagon with only a few hours left till sun down and it would take at least 2 to get home " Taelyn I need you to stay with the cart ill b right back I just have to get the last of the supplies”

She frowned slightly as he spoke to her but nodded slowly. "Alright, but be swift, the night is going to be a hard one..." She murmured softly, settling and lightly pat the horses neck, looking around the market place slowly.

Daemon quickly nodded and rushed off and picked up the remaining items as he was carrying them back to the cart he started to get this gut wrenching feeling something bad was about to happen

He would return to the horse and buggy to find Taelyn still on the horse but there was a man about twice his own size, talking to her with a smug look on his face, full of himself and she looked so very unenthused...

Daemons stomach turned to knots as he deliberately walked between Taelyn and this pedestrian as he walked pass he let his eyes shift it usually was enough to scare most people into walking away and he paid the man no more attention as he placed the items in the cart

"Is this man bothering you Taelyn?”

The other male had caught it, and with Daemons shift of the eyes, the other mans did to, a burning golden amber color and he smirked. Taelyn had looked to Daemon. "No, not yet, he was asking directions and I gave them." She said firmly, looking to the man who nodded his head. "Yes... You did." He mused and smirked at her and she gave him a narrow stare.

“Friend I think if you have what you came for you should leave now we don't want trouble tonight." His thoughts only on Taelyn and how hard she was staring at this man “are you sure everything is ok?" He asked her

She had turned her attention to Daemon and nodded, but as the man went to reach out and grab her leg she had turned her head in a snap and her voice gave a low murmur, but there was power behind her words, something Daemon had rarely had instance to play with; magic. "You can leave now... without touching me or my fellow..." She said darkly, and the man literally froze, his body seeming to seize. "You wench..." He hissed out softly, and she watched him with those intense eyes, a light shimmer ebbing around her irises. "I said, leave." And with that the other man drew his hand back with a painful slowness, before turning from them and walking away.

“that was impressive Taelyn I thought only vampires could do that. " he couldn't tell her he could use a similar ability that worked on man and beast alike he just wasn't well practiced in it so it mostly blew up in his face. “Let’s get outta here Taelyn we have a long trek back and I have to... " he trailed off a little distracted by the glint in Taelyn's eye she looked so beautiful right then that he forgot what he was saying.

She had settled onto the saddle and nodded, getting the horse and cart turned round in order to head back. "Keep an eye on our back... I have a feeling that we haven't seen the last of him." She said softly, again blushing as she realized Daemon had witnessed her little push, pulling her hood up over her head.

“Ok” was all he could say and he vigilantly kept an eye out. As the sun began to set daemon could feel his blood beginning to boil there was only a few hundred yards to home and he was certain he would be able to get her inside and get out of the cavern before he changed as long as nothing went wrong but he couldn't shake this feeling that trouble was on its way

 Trouble was indeed on its way, and it came with a low growl and a howl, wolves were on their track and the horse gave a soft unsettled sound, and Taelyn had looked behind them, her breath catching in her chest. "This is not good..." She murmured and bit the inside of her lip, looking forward towards the cavern, and leaning forward to murmur and pet at the horses neck, soothing the poor beast into comfort before looking back.

Daemon caught their scent and he recognized the man from earlier was among them his blood was already boiling and now his urge to protect Taelyn became too strong he kept from the back of the cart and while in midair he shifted to his full form his mind was in a fog the smell of the fear from the horse gave him a rush so he started to charge it completely forgetting the reason he shifted in the first place

Taelyn's eyes had gotten wide but she reacted quickly enough, her voice ringing clear in his ears "Stop Daemon!" She cried, pulling back the crop and striking it against her own thigh hard, she'd have a good welted bruise from it tomorrow, but the sound would be enough to bring him to quiet at least.

Daemon turned to react and saw Taelyn there was something about this stunning creature that even in his foggy state of mind he knew he had to protect her at all costs, by this time he also noticed the others were gaining on them rapidly as he turned he saw the bloodlust and turned skidding to a stop to face the entire pack alone.

She had dismounted the horse, sending it to the cavern alone knowing the pack wasn't going to go after their goods nor their horse, crop still in her hand as she watched Daemon with a soft fear for him. "Come to me Daemon... To my side." She said firmly, the crop twisting in her hand as she watched the other wolves starting to circle the two of them.

As the pack surrounded them daemon drew closer to Taelyn and put one arm around her in a defensive position by this time Taelyn had to have noticed there was a major difference between him and the wolves surrounding them the leader of the pack howled and the rest started to gnash their teeth and tried to nip at Taelyn and daemon to which daemons response was a blood curdling howl that shook the ground with how fierce it was daemons way of saying " you fuck with us and you will die"

She had noticed his difference and lashed the crop out at the snapping jaws, but when one got close enough she had drawn a blade and with a downward hit drove the blade into the wolfs skull, killing it on impact, and then watched the others, before a familiar hissing noise filled their ears, and Nephrete went about eating three others, and settling around the pair to get the others of the pack away...

The only one really left was the leader and daemon wasn't about to be shown up by a changeling and a dragon rushing forward he caught the leader by the throat and scaled the rock face of the cavern the entire time this werewolf was trying to escape daemons death grip the higher they got the less he struggled once daemon reached the top he stood as tall as he could and tilted his head back and let out a howl that would make anyone shiver and then he sunk his fangs into the leaders neck he could taste the sweet metallic flavor of blood on his tongue and with the moon at his side and an audience below he drained the creature of blood and discarded him like an empty juice box. The task at hand finished he saw Taelyn looking up at him with wide eyes as he kept from the heights and landed just a few feet away from where she stood fresh blood staining his fur he started towards her with what some would have thought a murderous look in his eyes

She watched him her eyes calming as he neared and Nephrete had gone about disposing of bodies, she'd be well fed for a good few months on all of this... and Taelyn still held the crop hard in her hand, her knuckles white from her grasp. Her braid was over one shoulder, the dress' skirt a little tattered from the passing nips and claws the wolves had been using to get at her, and she stood firm waiting for him.

Daemons mind was in turmoil each part divided the human “you love this woman turn away" the vampire” curious creature what stupidity to try and stand before me." The wolf " grrrrrrrrr"

She caught his gaze, her eyes like swimming pools of white lilies and he felt something settle in him through his eyes, through hers, a power pushing so very softly into him, a soothing caress of magic. She reached her hand up to lightly touch his muzzle, blood not bothering her one bit.

While staring into her eyes the beasts were sated and daemon was able to regain control and as he did his form started to shift as well...

Taelyn's hand ended up on Daemon's cheek when he shifted down her hand soft and warm against his cheek past the film of blood, and she kept her eyes solid on his face... but she was blushing brightly, and Nephrete was smirking in her own way as she watched the now naked Daemon, her whiskers swishing slowly about her head. Taelyn pulled her cloak off her shoulders and handed it to him. "You should probably cover up so you don't get sick." Taelyn said softly, blushing up a storm but still keeping her eyes on his.

"So I don’t get sick... right." daemon said with a grin half a mile wide

As he took Taelyn’s cloak to cover himself up he felt a rush of relief she had seen the worst of him and she hardly even flinched he was impressed with her

She was blushing even more darkly at his comment and turned her head slightly to hide the soft but growing smile on her face, turning so he wouldn't see it and huffing softly, then had glanced down at her dress, and gave a soft sad sound. "I am going to have to find some fabric to fix the damage they did..." She said in an adorable voice... she had really liked the dress, and now that it was partially ruined she wanted to throttle them all over again.

" don’t worry about it I will buy you even better dresses." but daemon knew that she would want to fix it for more of a sentimental reason standing there bare chested with her cloak wrapped around his waist he drew her close and slowly wrapped his arms around her and started to lean forward to kiss her

She had squeaked softly at his arms around her and was blushing when she felt his lips against her cheek, hands lightly gripping at his forearms but not telling him no or pushing him away... Having him so close was strange, she'd never been held like this, nor had someone touch her so softly... Was this what Nephrete had been talking about? The warmth and buzz she was getting from his touch... how strange was it that she felt this way.

Daemon's mind was racing every sense was tingling as he turned her to face him so he could look her in the eyes

She had turned and lightly rested her hands on his chest, her eyes still so unsure and a bit frightened, not because of him but because she had never felt so strange. She swallowed and tried to find her voice but it was lost to her, her hands lightly fisting against his skin on his chest as she blushed and tipped her head down eyes on his collar bone and her hands now.

“Taelyn... I..." Daemon was at a loss for words while staring into her eyes he couldn't help himself he lifted her from the ground and kissed her so passionately that mother Teresa and all the saints would blush

She had given a soft startled noise and her hands settled on his shoulders when he lifted her, shivering and lightly biting his lip out of automatic reaction, a soft warning for him to be careful and slow, a fine tremble erupting from her body and she gasped softly, turning her head from his to breath as she shivered against him.

“Taelyn... I think..." daemons mind was reeling he wanted to tell her he loved her and that he had from the first day they met but for some reason he just couldn’t get the words to come. While looking into her eyes he found the courage to finally say”

Taelyn I love you."

She stared at him and nodded slowly. "I-I... I don't know what to say, I haven't... known love... I don't know what I feel right now.... but I know I feel something..." She said softly, honestly, staring back into his eyes and still shivering softly. "We should go unpack our supplies... the snow is going to start falling within the hour."

"You’re right let’s go." Daemon felt more naked than he had ever felt before. He raised her to the horse and started to pick up what had fallen from the cart by the time he finished the snow had started to fall and he sent her with the cart to the cavern " I will be in after a while I have to take care of the rest of the bodies."

"I already did." Nephrete said softly, but she had a warm stare to her as she lightly nudged Daemon's shoulder with muzzle, and Taelyn was already directing the horse to the right place. Nephrete gently huffed at the side of Daemon's face, giving him a warm breeze. "Do not fear... Though she does not know what she feels right now... give her a day or more... your words are not lost to her." She said softly.

“I will be in momentarily. make sure the entrance is still well hidden that was just the first wave I'm sure there will be more I will go find the rest of the scouts and get rid of them"

Nephrete nodded. "I will do so." She said softly and nodded, going after Taelyn and settling in the cavern, making sure none of the other wolves would find them... and as Daemon went hunting, he would find that not only were there scouts, other wolves, but they were ALL knights of the kingdom.... one of them was even in his suit of armor, his sword hilt ready in his hand as Daemon neared. "Damn hybrid..."

Daemon still emotionally high went after them all full on as he grabbed the first scout he took his sword and started hacking and slashing away reveling in the blood and gore as the party fell one by one

The party fell one by one until he got to the last scout... he was the captain of the guard for a reason, and gave Daemon a run for his money... and won, because daemon ended up in the castle dungeon, deep in the bowels of the catacombs, strapped up like a stuffed bird. His arms were bound in silver shackles, though the chains were only iron and steel, but strong enough with the shackles. He was spread eagle suspended in the air.

Daemon strained against the shackles until his wrists were raw and bleeding even then he wouldn’t give up he kept replaying his battle with the guard in his mind how had he lost? He never lost and the guard had never even been able to land a blow but he had woken up in chains

The blood traveled down his body as with any other would... and as Daemon struggled the droplets hit particular places on the floor... after ten drops hit the places they were supposed to, a pattern was suddenly glowing on the floor... a crescent moon with an eight pointed star with the curve of the moon and it's points, along with old ruins that Daemon hadn't seen since he was just a young boy... A lot of the old language had been lost, yet here it was glowing a soft white around him.

daemon had seen this symbol before he just couldn’t remember where the soft white glow had calmed him he was able to start gathering his thoughts and the first one was Taelyn he hoped that she was safe and he knew he would do whatever it took to get back to her

"Whatever it takes? Should I be jealous?" came a smooth, velvety voice that he did know... Death. He couldn't see her yet, but with her voice, usually came her.

It all started to rush back to him Death incarnate “Death I know you can’t take me so how is it I can hear you"

A soft chuckle echoed to his ears. "Because, I have your life contract; which means that if I am near you, you will be able to hear me if I speak to you." A hot breath touched the side of his neck though no one was with him, at least it seemed that way.

To anyone looking in it would appear that he was stark raving mad chained to the wall with nothing but a cloak wrapped around his waist and talking to himself.

“I must get out of here I will do anything I have to can you help me?"

"I can do many things... but at a cost." He heard, the glow on the floor getting stronger, fading from white to a much darker blood red, leaving he room dark again and seeming to fill it with a black mist, though that was on the outside of the circle of power.

"I will do whatever it takes I don’t care the cost... I love her and I promised to protect her." Daemon knew death had been watching him especially after the blood bath sacrifice he had just given her before he was caught

She slid from the smoke, a step forward and followed the lean body, full curves and a solid 6'2" worth of woman. Her eyes were like staring into pools of blood this time, her hair black with white highlights that were soft enough to make light traces in the sea of black. Her shirt was tightly laced to her, the riding pants hugging every inch worth of skin and leaving nothing to the imagination. "Such demand... I am half tempted to let her be eaten just to see you squirm." She purred at him.

“I would spend the rest of my life making you miserable and we only have eternity." Daemon said with a growl "help me and I will shed blood like you have never seen before I will kill everyone in this castle and their entire bloodlines."

"I don't need blood shed Daemon... I just like seeing you squirm." She purred out with a smirk, moving towards him and lightly trailing her fingers over his chest, and as they touched and trailed over his skin what was left behind was like a trail of fire, hot but not burning his skin.

Daemons mind was reeling “name your price."

“I will pay it I have given my word and I will not let anything stand in my way"

She stared into his eyes and there was a solid evil there, something dark, and a cruel smile curled her full lips, and her fingers settled making circles at the point between his hips just above very important things. "And yet here I stand, in your way, and not yet willing to give you what you wish."

Daemon lashed out less than a centimeter from her face and snapped his jaws as if you bite her face off “but you will help me if for no other reason than your own morbid curiosity. The longer you wait to free me the more blood I will shed and this I promise."

She caught him by the chin with a solid grasp that actually hurt, holding him still and giving a sultry and devious smile. "You can shed as much blood as you want to, but it won’t be for me. Would your Taelyn want you to shed blood for her?" She asked boldly, still holding his chin and there was no escaping that grasp.

a low growl came from his throat " it will be for you I will make you busier than you have ever been I know you have to take each soul and there will be lots of work for you the longer you take I do not fear you and when my affections were towards you abandoned me. So either help me or leave."

Daemon knew the sadness would be seen in his eyes and he hoped she could see it

She saw what he wanted, and she shook her head, chuckling but there was something about it... "I did not abandon you Daemon... I have been with you since your life was contracted to be mine." She said flatly, letting loose her hold on him. "Your love is safe, this time." She said in a muse, stepping back from him and smirking again. "I cannot abandon one that I am not allowed to forget." She mused to him, and he felt the chains give way, his reflexes would catch him to have him land on the floor, but she was gone, along with the black smoke, the glow on the floor was gone as well... though his blood was still fresh, glistening on the floor... he would have to remember this place, to have a link to call death when he wished.

daemon was pissed he ripped the door off its hinges with a loud screech of metal as the guards rushed him he knocked them unconscious and he slipped out otherwise unheard and without incident clutching the cloak around his waist he headed home he wasn't sure exactly how long he had been out or how long he had been gone he just hoped that Taelyn and Nephrete were ok while making his break he notices that the snow had started to melt " oh God how long have I been out?" daemon exclaimed to himself. He made sure he wasn’t being followed and headed towards the cavern his hope rising... he couldn’t wait to see her again

When Daemon got back to the cavern he found that their living quarters was still intact, but it was not the same... things hadn't been moved, but there were more herbs, strange things hanging about the walls and from the ceiling, and there was no livestock outside, the pens had been left alone, undamaged really but also unused, as if years had gone by, and no one had been buying stock at all... the cart was broken, both wheels needed to be repaired, and so far no one was there.

Daemon yelled " Taelyn, Nephrete, where are you? " as he searched the entire premises. Only to find no one seemed to be there

If he went to the warm spring, however, there he would find a fresh scene, three men were in pieces around the bathing pool, blood hours old strewn over the place and some in the water, but he spotted a pool of deep navy blue hair, and with it a woman's body, naked, a bit bruised, well curved and a few knife wounds... but she was still breathing laid on her side.

Daemon rushed to the woman's side and with a gentle hand took some of the clean remnant of the clothes from a nearby body and started to dress the woman's wounds since was still only wrapped in Taelyn's cloak

She had moaned softly, thankfully her wounds were shallow, and her eyes slowly fluttered open, seeming dazed from the fight she'd been involved in, and she turned familiar eyes to him, Nephrete's eyes had been hard to forget as a dragon, and now as a human... they were deep, a sense of loss lingering in them as she stared at him with half unbelieving eyes. "You..." She said in a bare whisper, her voice smoother then he remembered she'd been using t more since he had seen her last.

"Nephrete?" Was all he could stammer “how? Where is Taelyn, why does it look like no one has lived here in years? "

"That all can wait let's get you back to the hut where I can get u cleaned up." He gently lifted her up and carried her back to the hut and laid her in Taelyn's bed

She had given a soft whimper, hands gripping at his arm and his chest slightly, hissing as he moved her, her body was cold, almost as though she'd been lying there longer then he had seen. And one he had laid her down he took slow breaths, staring at him as her mind and her eyes cleared, but she got a sad look and wrapped an arm up over her breasts. "You had gone to check for the scouts... I came back to protect Taelyn, and it wasn't until the day after that the wolves came for her... they overwhelmed me and used a powerful magic to cage me... I can't leave the caverns... it's been six years since you vanished and she was taken.... I don't know where she is or if she is alive." She said softly, tears welling in her eyes and she turned her face away from him, shame on her face. "I have been trying to keep things together here, but I have been limited... I can't hunt unless it comes to me..."

Daemon almost fell over " this can't be It was just yesterday that I fought the scouts I slayed them all except the captain and I don't know how but he bested me and I woke up in a dungeon but I swear it couldn't have been longer than a day." He shook his head and rested it in his hands for a moment " wait here I’ll be right back daemon got up and went outside he left the cavern and caught an elk and drug it back with him and cooked some up for Nephrete and brought it to her " I hope this will help."

Her wounds were healed, her body having regenerated itself, and she had dressed in a long robe of sorts, the sash tied around her waist and she was sitting at a table she'd built to replace the other that had been broken. "Thank you..." She said softly, eating slowly and her other arm was wrapped around her midsection.

"Ok I need to know who took her and in which direction they headed I will find her and bring her back."

Her eyes were on the table top and she shook her head. "I was... bound when they took her; I wasn't able to see where they went... nor was I able to stop them." She said softly, the last words in a whisper as she pushed the half empty bowl from her, hand covering half her face. "I just know that she was taken by the clan that you were fighting that night... they didn't give me a name but I know they had a very powerful Van dun... "

"How long ago, because if what you say is true she's been there while I was rotting in their dungeon."

"The day after you went to kill the scouts... that's when she was taken... Six years ago this coming day." She said softly, hugging herself and sighing softly. "I'm sorry Daemon.... I failed." She said softly, her hair falling in front of her face, looking like falling water.

“No I'm sorry I promised I would stay and protect you and Taelyn but I failed this is not your fault." As he cupped her face in his hand his heart broke in his chest and anger started to well up inside him and from the look in his eyes Nephrete would know blood would be shed “where is my sword? I will slay them all."

She had leaned her face into his hand and she paused to think, standing with a soft hiss, she had broken ribs, they hadn't healed completely yet. "I think I put your sword in one of the hide aways..." She said softly, her skin was still so very cold, but it was smooth as water’s surface, and she kept an arm around her midsection as she moved towards one of the false walls she had made to hide the weapons she had accumulated.

Daemon found his sword among the common weapons and drew it from the pile the feel of its cold steel was comfortable in his hands. “Nephrete go lay down and rest the rest of the elk is out front I will be back as soon as I can." And with that he left for the place of his capture and to face what really happened that day six years ago.

Nephrete had watched him. "Daemon... Please be careful..." She said softly, moving to Taelyn's bed and slowly laying down. "The ulfric that took her was not kind... I don't know if she will be alive or not." She said softly and sadly.

"I'll be careful... And I will bring Taelyn back as well. No matter what the cost." Daemon strapped Shi no tenshi to his back and headed to the door " is there anything else you need before I go? " his voice rang as thought he would bring down the sun the moon and the stars to bring whatever peace he could to her.

"Just come back." She said softly, her voice giving off that she wasn't sure that this was all real, that she might be dreaming that he had come back after so much time... but she didn't believe he was really there.

"I will be back Nephrete, I promise and when you wake this will not have been a dream." And with that he quickly pulled his blade from its sheath and cut his hand and let his blood pool in a bowl on the table so that she would see it when she woke she would know it was fresh. Sheathing his sword he walked out the door and headed towards his place of residency for the last six years with so much pure hatred that it seethed from him like smoke from a fire.

She had watched him do this, her eyes a bit wide as the scent filled her nostrils, her eyes dilating and flicking to his face. "If she is alive... I hope she will recognize you Daemon... She may have been brain washed or worse... be prepared for just about anything..." She said softly as he left.

When Daemon got back to the castle he would find that though he had thought he’d seen guards, they were all statues, as though they had been frozen in time and no longer able to move. When he went to hunting around he found familiar scents to follow, one of them he recognized as the captain of the guard, but it was over a week old, barely there.

Once he caught a whiff of the captain of the guards scent he started to track him down

He was led through the forest, deeper into the lush green and towards the mountains. It was a good fifteen miles worth of traveling before he ended up in a camp of sorts... there were a mix of tents and huts up for about a ten mile radius around him, and the place smelled of the pack around him. IT was all of ten seconds before he smelled Taelyn, her scent was richer, but it was still her, the one he remembered from having rushed to save her from Nephrete when she had screamed while in the bathing pool.

Daemon stood there breathless for a moment trying to figure out a plan of attack choice 1 rush in and kill everyone in sight or #2 sneak in and only have to kill a few and make less of a scene

Daemon stood there breathless for a moment trying to figure out a plan of attack choice 1 rush in and kill everyone in sight or #2 sneak in and only have to kill a few and make less of a scene while in the midst of thinking his choice was made for him. Someone had created a spectacle and drew everyone’s attention to the center of the camp making it easier for him to sneak in.

The scene was that of a fight between the ranks, which meant that all of the clan was gathering around to circle the fight. tents were emptying out as the snarling got louder, the fight for dominance was just getting started... and then Daemon's nose was hit with a waft of scent... the captain of the guard was just feet away from him, eating a meal in fact by the smell of the fresh meat...

As the smell of the fresh meat assaulted Daemon's nose he realized how ravenously hungry he was. After all it had been six years since he had last eaten. HE steadily walked forward and placed himself in front of the captain of the guard and while he face was still buried in his food Daemon grabbed ahold of the back of his head and slammed his face into his plate.

The hit from behind had caught the old man off guard, he grunted as his face hit the table and plate, choking slightly on a piece of meat and then throwing his arm back to try and grab Daemon, and lucky for them both, everyone else was busy with the fight, which meant that they had the whole fight to finish what was getting started.

The old man had been awestruck a moment when he'd spotted Daemon, eyes getting a little wide as he choked on a piece of meat, then growled and fought it as Daemon slammed his face down, throwing his body back up and nearly backwards out of his chair, and lucky for them both, everyone else was busy with the fight, which meant that they had the whole fight to finish what was getting started. "The fuck are you doing out of there?!"

To which daemons response was "What you didn't expect to see me so soon? After all I have only been dead for what? Six years? Oh and by the way, don't try to call out; I will rip your throat out before you get the first syllable out."

The old man growled and rose out of his chair. "The hell you will you hybrid piece of shit! I knocked you once I can do it again!" HE snarled out and leapt across the table at Daemon, shifting mid movement and aiming for his throat, though he was slow, he was damn accurate and precise about his hits, the table smacked Daemon in the gut to wind him, and it sent his chair backwards as well which would send daemon to the floor flat on his back./

The first thought that ran through daemons mind was 'let’s see if he's still got it' so he allowed himself to fall backwards onto the floor and let the old man think he got the upper hand. And just as he saw the flash of victory wash across the old man’s face, he reached out and caught him by the throat. Quickly rolling over Daemon positioned him on his back and Daemon startled across his chest. While grinning mercilessly he leaned forward and whispered to the old man "Before I grant you a peaceful death, I need to know how did you kill me?"

The old man had snarled and then yelped as he was laid out on his back, that wide muzzle snapping at Daemon and finally growling out. "Magic is a wonderful thing, and the clan Van dun bested you through me." He snarled out and tried to snap at Daemon again, a few teeth scratching Daemon's skin and leaving bloody marks.

Daemon didn't wince, his eyes went cold and the captain of the guard could see in daemon's eyes that his death was upon him. Daemon noticed as the captain of the guard’s eyes slipped from anger and frustration to peace, security in the fact that his end was finally here as Daemon ripped his throat out, took the last breathe from the old man’s body. And Daemon knew that Death was near, HE could feel her eyes upon him as he ended the living body that captain’s soul was held in.

As Daemon felt Death leave, he could hear the fight hitting its climax outside, the group surrounding the fight getting a more fevered pitch in their cries and howls, things were starting to get closer to drawing to a close... one of the males cried out "Get him! Be the Kings new mate!" while another cried "Keep on Itza!" Followed by more howls and the sounds of another should about to be freed from its human bonds.

During the frenzy Daemon quickly shouldered his way to the front of the arena and from his vantage point he not only saw the fight, but he also saw Taelyn on the throne directly in front of him. Daemon started to skirt the arena, his eyes still locked on Taelyn as he started brushing past the angry mob. As he moved through the angry mob, those that tried to stop him received broken necks and other debilitating blows while he kept stride towards his goal.

The fight hit its final peak, the challenger losing to the older male, but the dark green eyed male was not deterred as he leapt and bounded to his King, having stayed in his human form as he fought to keep his place. HE knew Daemon's scent, the moment the other hybrid had come to the arena's side he had known it, and the cries of those he had killed and harmed made him hurry the fight. Itza found his place in front of her, snarling loudly and baring fangs at Daemon, long claws still prominent from his fingers and his body wide... but there was an unfamiliar look in Itza's eyes... Daemon knew how women looked at him with lust... but this other man was looking at him like he'd more than love to treat him to a hot bed and pleasure filled night.

Daemon stopped as the area around him cleared of pack members, as if another arena was going to form. Daemon looked at this young pup and almost felt sad for him. HE didn't want to kill him, but if he would not move, there would be no other choice.

Itza watched Daemon with a hunger, and also a knowing, but after the arena did indeed form Taelyn's voice came from behind the taller male. "Another challenge Itza? I think not." She said clearly, standing from her throne as the pack members all settled on one knee, Itza not taking his eyes off Daemon, but shifting just enough. "My king..." He growled out, his voice going along with his mild transformation. "He threatens you so... I will have no harm to come to you." "You threaten your king?" She asked in a dangerous tone, rich and vibrant with anger, having moved to stand beside then in front of Itza, the other male keeping very close to her, in fact, touching her with his hip and forearm. His arm rested against one of hers, and as her eyes settled on Daemon she had a moment of bewilderment before her eyes grew suddenly cold, almost disgusted.

The look was not lost on daemon, he felt what little hope had remained inside him be extinguished by that look. And with that last glimmer of hope gone, he lunged forward and to everyone’s surprise he shot past Taelyn and grabbed Itza by the throat.

Taelyn had watched him and then ducked down, somehow knowing where Daemon was going, and Itza had been prepared, stepping back in time to keep out of Daemon's grasp, and he whole pack erupted into noise again, but with close combat, Itza was able to talk to Daemon, though his voice was a deep rumbling sound as he avoided fighting with Daemon. "She puts on a good show... but you are the only one in her heart and her mind... I am just as much a front as the look she just gave you... I felt my king break inside having to look at you in such a fashion, for she has longed to find you, and still keeps your garment tucked under her bed, away from prying eyes and hands, waiting for your return to take her from this place." is words were honest, Daemon could smell it, he spoke the truth, and he was fast enough to keep out of Daemon's reach.

Daemon stopped realizing he was almost at his limit, whilst scrambling for the words to say he could only think of the word sanctuary, so that he might have a word with their king. and knowing clan law, he could not be denied this one act of graciousness. "Sanctuary" though he had meant for it to be louder, Itza was the only one to hear him.

Itza's arms instantly rose up, and he backed away from the other again. "Sanctuary has been called!" Taelyn was sitting in her throne again, and the crowd booed, but she hushed them. "Return to your dens and sleep for the night... All will resolve in the morning after the hunt. Go." She said darkly, settling back in the throne and looking very sexy, her hair bound up and around her face. Itza still had his eyes on Daemon, and he let his arms fall, carefully holding a hand out to Daemon as the crowd went away. "Use me as you need... no one will judge you tonight."

"Take him to our quarters Itza... I have some teachings." "YEs my king." Itza said having nodded his head but still kept his eyes on Daemon, no one would hurt him since he had called sanctuary.

Daemons pride would not allow him to take Itza's arm, and he gruffly told him "Lead on." Daemon followed uneasily, but he made it to their chambers without falling over.

Itza had stayed near and made sure that nothing got into Daemon's way, but the moment they were behind a closed door, He had drawn a blade and slit his own wrist, offering it to Daemon without a second thought. "Take what you need... I have eaten well this night; you won’t be able to harm me." He murmured to him, having also taken hold of Daemon’s shoulders to brace him, the blood welling from the cut and Itza's wrist nearly to Daemon's lips.

The scent of fresh blood filled Daemon's nostrils, he could almost taste the coppery metallic on his tongue but before he could catch himself he found his lips on Itza's wrist slowly starting to pull the live blood from him.

Itza gave a soft sigh, an escape of breath that was pleasure filled, as though he had done such a deed before without any consequence. Itza held Daemon's shoulders and ushered him carefully to a place to sit down, just the two of them lingering in the tent for a good chunk of time, of which Daemon would be able to get his fill... Itza had finally pulled his wrist away and held his hand tightly over the wound as it healed,  he had a fine sheen of sweat on his skin and he smelled more so of Taelyn then before.

Daemons head was starting to clear, details becoming more and more easily understandable as they piece together.  Detail one, the look Itza had given him, the second, Taelyn’s look, third the words Itza spoke to him during their fuss, but the smell on Itza was driving him mad. Though Daemon wanted badly to attack the other, having been offered such a gift of trust he knew it would be bad form to act upon his impulse and attack Itza.

Itza had moved away from Daemon to a cot of all things that was at one end of the room, there was another bed, larger, that was rumpled and used, though it looked as though only one person slept in it. Itza sat on the cot, humming softly to himself before his head turned and likely Daemon’s did as well as they both heard a baby coo, a soft sound that would perk any predators ears. Itza rose to his feet and moved towards a door that was covered with just a sheer blanket, shifting the blanket aside then yipping when a random book was thrown at him. He fumbled and caught the book, stumbling back in a hurry. “Apologies my King” he murmured out and settled on his cot again.

Taelyn came from the room a moment later, her button up shirt unbuttoned completely but she was covered by a mixture of things… she was holding a baby to her chest, the little one only a few months old and huddle there quietly against the warmth of her skin. Over the baby and the rest of her was a blanket, keeping them both warm and covered. Taelyn moved to the large bed, settling on it and laid with her back to both men, the baby cooing softly as she laid the little one down before her. “Find Milani Itza… She’s late.” “Yes my King.” He said simply and got up heading out the door.