Omega. This was to be her rank, her title. Her name. She sighed, knowing it was the best decision the Alpha had made of her. She had little to no skills. In her old pack, they did it all for her. The parents she thought she had anyway. She moved her tiny frame from the pack, wishing to run and hide. The fae grieved within herself, concealing the howl she wished to let free like a trapped bird. She would not do that here, not now. As she fled from the things she did not wish to face, she ran faster and faster. It was not until she had entered neutral lands that she finally came to a stop. Her body froze as she smelled the old scents of wolves that had been here before her. Were they still here? Her eyes looked around the place, looking for a single trace of any living wolf. When the coast was clear, she proceeded into the area. Walking to the middle of the land, she looked down to the clear waters. They were shallow and almost white. Was that even possible. As she stared at the water below, she rested her rump on the floor. Her tail curled behind, allowing the tip to gingerly touch the surface. It caused a ripple effect, which she found very entertaining. She pulled her tail from the water and replaced it with the tip of her paw. She was completely in her own world right now.

Bored from staying inside the pack terrain, he decided to wander on his own. Stepping out of the pack lands, he moved to a new territory. He had heard some of the wolves gossiping about such things as beautiful terrain and all that. He hated things that were beautiful. He knew life would pass over it, taking away the glory and glamour of it all and yet there were those that focused on it all. He did not. There was no point. He lived his life, moving on from kill to kill. It was here he felt a sense of being grounded. This pack was ruining him. He would have to break away soon, make a name for himself, one that wolves would speak of for years to come. He moved about the tall grass, until he saw a fae looking at the water. Slowly the hunter approached her from behind. He was quiet on his paws, careful not to disturb her and whatever she was doing. He watched her for a moment, then as he realized the simpleness when was flooding herself with, he snapped his jaws and snarled at her angrily. The fae grew scared and shocked that she was no longer alone. He watched as she hoisted herself from the floor and landed straight in the water. As much as he wished to laugh, he held it in, growling and snarling. He watched her body carefully, slowly stepping towards the water's edge. "What are you doing here? Who are you?" he snapped with an angry cowl.

Hearing a deep voice from behind her, she jumped out of fear. As she kicked her paws from the floor, she landed in the center of the water. As the water splashed up onto her fur, she became drenched. A soft breeze moved over her fur, causing her to shiver. She slowly turned around to look at her guest. Shivering and bowing, closer to the water, she dropped her stomach inside and soaked even more of her fur. "P... please do not hurt me... sir," she said as she shivered violently. She wished to get out of the water, especially with the chill. But she had heard of a black brute in the pack, he was rude and reckless with his attitude. He was, as they said, an attack waiting to happen. She tried to breathe slowly, showing her respect to him in her submissive stance. "I... I am Omega Delilah. I was coming here, but if you wish me to leave, I shall." She looked to the brute, staring at him, afraid to leave the water enclosure. If he was going to act upon her, there would be nothing to stop him. She was helpless and alone.

Keeping his aggressive demeanor, he snarled and stared at her. He enjoyed watching the terror sweep over her body. But he continued to hide his smile and the joy he felt within him. The season's blessing of readying a fae moved with the breeze, bringing his attention to her even more. Right now, he could have easily taken her for a mate, or for someone to extend his lineage. He sniffed the air, making sure she would not be obvious to his curiosity. "Do you know who I am, Omega?" he asked as he stared at her. He snarled, louder than before, curling his lips back, showing the fangs he had used to rip into many of his enemies. He noticed the shiver upon the back of her spine, how it shook throughout the rest of her body. he sighed and then rolled his eyes away from her. "Get out of the water," but before he made it sound like a nice gesture, he snapped at her. "Now! Get out now!" With saliva dripping down his maw, falling to the floor. He moved as she obeyed him. He watched her closely, focusing his eyes on her rump. As she got closer, he could smell the fae. The feelings he felt coursed through his body and down to his loins. She was submissive, as much as he liked it, she was not a fae to breed with. She was weak and he needed something more.

She listened to him, worried about answering him. If she said yes, he may be proud, but that was a lie. She did not know who he was or what rank he held. If she said no, then he might attack her. What if he was a higher ranking wolf? She showed the perfect submission, but would it be enough? Delilah did as he commanded, slowly moving from the water. But when she was shouted at, she jumped from the water, landing on the land. "I apologize, sir. But I have heard of a wolf like you. He is rather dark, like you and his is called Beta Steele." She dropped her eyes to the floor, staring at his and her paws. When she moved to the side, she dropped her rump to the floor and laid down. Standing on all four paws, caused the wind to attack at her more. She curled up on the floor, trying to make herself as warm as she could. She stared up at him, wondering what he was thinking here an now. Afraid to speak, her voice was low, almost non existent. "Do you wish for me to leave.. Sir?"

Her smell was everywhere. it consumed his nostrils, filling his body with thoughts and ideas, fighting in his own mind. To do it or not to do it? But then her voice broke the silence. "Yes, I am Beta Steele, luckily for you, you got it right." He chuckled now, but to himself, while still keeping his angered expression. He stared at her, clenched teeth in maw. "I am the Beta of this pack, and I have never heard nor seen you before. How long have you been in this pack? Why have you not presented yourself to me before? Do you think the Beta should not know what wolves are within the pack? Do you think you are better than the other members of the pack?" He growled as he started to pace around her. His eyes moved about her body, analyzing the blend of browns, tans, and spackle of black over her hide. She was beautiful, but she was still weak. "No, stay here. I like your company." He growled lowly, and shared his evil chuckle with the fae. His intentions were purely evil, sharing no moral compass with any fae.

"It is a..." she was going to continue, but was cut off by his remarks. His words were like daggers in her hide. As she listened, her body tensed up, wishing he would shut up. But she was submissive, there would be no attacking this brute, or fighting back. But still, he continued to press and press the matter. Finally she had enough. She had never done anything like this in her life. "Enough!" she snarled as she popped to her feet. "You wish for me to stay, just so you can continue to humiliate me? To continue this abusive pass towards me! Well, Beta or not, I will not take this from you! You are a vile creature and I want nothing more to do with you or be around you! Good day!" she snarled as she headed away from the brute. He was the most vile wolf she had ever met in her life. She would do all she could to stay far, far, away from the brute.

When she snapped back, the Beta's attitude took a turn for the worse. No wolf, no fae treated him like this. He snarled and whipped around in front of her. He charged after her, pushing himself to move past her. As he stood before her, he glared down to her. "You will not speak to me like that! No! That is not tolerated and you will do as I tell you." Without warning, the brute bit into the fae and pinned her to the ground holding her neck in his jaws. His teeth fastened to her, forcing her to whimper and cry. Removing his teeth from her skin, he replaced it with his paw. "Now, you will no longer act this way. You will behave and you will treat a Beta of this pack with the utmost respect." He snarled and growled, growing angrier and angrier. If he chose to kill her now, nobody would miss her, nor would they care. He could pass it off as an accident. She got lost within the woods, not knowing the terrain or where they were. She could have been attacked by a bear or some kind of other large beast. If he did not know the fae, who possibly did? No other wolves had ever spoken about her or anything like that. She was a nobody. She was an Omega.

The time spent in the Beta's den resulted in the fae's nerves being shot sky high along with her hate. Her emerald eyes were frozen solid with pure malevolence, ready to skin the ebony male alive and hang his gleaming pelt, tattered with his own crimson blood, from her to-be-made Alphess den. How a wolf like him came into power, Esmeralda would never know. Males were the dirt beneath her paw, and Steele was no different, now she planned to put him in his place; but this would have to wait for later. For now, the Beta was on her way to get a relaxing drink at Mirror lake. Nothing more, nothing less.

Upon her journey, Esmeralda soon herd voices before she almost broke into the clearing which held Mirror lake. Head bent low as she approached, eying a she-wolf, the only wolf visible so far, the fae was one of the unlucky canines to be caught in Esmeralda's venomous gaze. The first few moments with Esmeralda were the most critical, it defined how she viewed someone in multiple ways; the most important being if Esmeralda saw them as submissive weaklings or considerably equals. As the ashen female let her gaze pierce this stray female, her head rose sub-consciously as she entered the area, to show she felt pride and superior over obvious Omega. In her head, Genevieve's warnings of how someone should approach an unknown wolf, even am Omega, echoed but the Ice Queen chose to ignore them - Genevieve was not here, therefore she could not scold her.

Having entered the area, Esmeralda realized the source of most of her hate lie near the lake as well. Actually, she didn't know how she had not seen him already. Steele was blocking the Omega's path, shouting something about respect. Typical. "Oh lucky her, being graced with his majesty's presence." Esmeralda growled bitterly as she stepped closer into the clearing with them, her eyes rolling to show her great disdain of the Beta. Esmeralda stood, tail raised to show dominance, and eyed Steele with a great, fire burning hate. "Come to startle the Omegas? Even one such as lovely as she? Tell me, what has she done? Seems to me the fae has only realized how ignorant you are and how much you do not live up to your rank; normal and acceptable." Her voice said in smooth hiss, similar to a snake strung back, venom dripping from the preeminent fangs, "now leave her be, let her leave, or you may relief of us your presence." The snake then stopped her hissing and gave her own twisted smile, eyes dancing with a malevolent nature. Her green eyes fell upon the omega, a secret interest in the fae lighting. Would she be of any use, sharing the same hate for the Beta? Only time would tell.

She was interesting to Esmeralda, a faint ember which may grow into a possible friend, so one would not be surprised by her sudden anger to how Steele had made the female even submissive that she already was, her voice a light chirp compared to the thunder brute.; as though she were a mouse amidst two rival cobras.

Feeling his teeth being pulled from her nape, she thought it was over, but then it was replaced by his paw. His claws rested delicately near her skin, showing the force that they could pierce the fae if he so wished. She stared at his legs, not daring the yell at him once again. She knew this brute was a dangerous one, and did not wish to die, not here and not now. She closed her eyes and decided it would be best to plead for her life. "Beta Steele, please allow me to leave to my den. I will not show disrespect to you anymore." Her voice sounded as if it was begging, but Delilah had a strong disdain for the brute. She hated him with every portion of her soul. He was a sinful creature, drenched in a terrible scent and filled with hate.

But as Delilah was going to give up, she heard an annoyed voice. Her ears perked up as she opened her eyes to peer at a the ashen fae who was not talking trash to her, but to the male Beta himself. Her tail seemed to wag ever so slightly, trying to hide her joy of seeing another fae, one who just might save her from the brute pressing her body to the floor. "Let go of me you vile creature!" she barked at him. With the fae in their presence, she felt a surge of power coming through her. With the other fae, they could take him down together. She nipped at his leg, aggressively.

Watching the fae below his paw, he snarled and brought his face in close to hers, their noses almost touching. "I shall teach you the proper way to treat a Beta with respect." As he continued to growl and snarl, splashes of saliva dappled her fur, covering her face. He snapped his jaws once, showing the fae what he was capable of. "Nobody is here to save you and nobody will come to your rescue. When I tell the Alpha of your death, I will say you were just a lowly Omega who got lost in the woods, and possibly eaten by a bear. Then the Alpha will say 'oh well' and everyone will forget that a Delilah ever lived." As he was thinking more of his idea, possibly killing her would be a good thing. It had been a while since he had gotten to take something's life away. Sure he killed deer, small creatures, and the occasional goul. But killing a wolf, just the idea in his mind sent shivers of joy down his spine. His tail stayed curled over his spine, staring down at the fae. His lips curled back, exposing his fangs to the fae, lapping his tongue over it over and over, making his fangs look glossy and shine. He pushed his paw deeper into her neck, forcing more of his weight on her. She begged and pleaded for to be released, but Steele could not do such a thing. Her cries were making it worse and worse. He wanted more and more to bring harm to her lowly body or bringing pain to her life, possibly ending it. An evil chuckle began to slip from his evil grin, but soon it was cut off.

A voice peaked his interest. He knew the sound of it, how her vile words rolled off her tongue, dripped from her lips. Her voice had a sas to it, that could not be traced to any fae other than Esmeralda. He chuckled as he pulled away from the fae. His eyes moved from the mixed swirl of colors to the black and white blended fae. As he looked over her stance, she held a dominant one. There was no way this fae was acting like this towards him. But as he listened to her venomous speech, he snarled. She was talking to him. How dare she say such things to him and show this kind of disrespect. This was a bad example for the fae, and because of it, she spoke up and acted like a fool. Steele snarled at the first fae, then brought his attention to Esmeralda. He lifted his paw from the fae and moved with anger towards the female Beta. Snarling and launching spit as he formed words to her. "This matter does not concern you, fae. So why don't you go on back to our den and I will be with you soon enough. I have a couple things to take care of here." He chuckled an evil cackle as he looked at her. Looking over her body, he felt something he had only felt days ago. It was returning, but this time it had much more power and force than before. Her heat was aching and filled the sky with her scent. Even in the open daylight, he could smell her clearly. Perhaps it was for the reason his brain imprinted that scent in his senses, making sure he never forgot its keeper. Trying to shake the haze from his eyes, he spoke in a loud fashion to her, "get on out of here and let me handle this welp."

The almost silent growl emitting from the serpent now only deepened from inside her throat, while Esmeralda began to have visions of ripping his throat out from his blackened neck. Steele dare say this matter did not concern her, to brush her off like some submissive bitch? "Oh, Steele," Esmeralda began in a hushed, tempting response, "let's not rush into such fun so soon. Don't want to add another stamp upon your skin do you? Speaking of which how is that...my lovely gift I gave you?" A fore-paw rose to wave playfully at his raw muzzle, Esmeralda's mark of success across him still. Esmeralda was hurt by his words to the Omega, her eyes narrowing as he called the poor creature a whelp. Anger only heightened, disdain for the Beta rising with every second. Emerald orbs burned into Steele's coat, again imagination coming up with a vision of his pelt ablaze, but the ashen fae kept her muzzle firmly shut.

His previous anger pleased her greatly, her mind still ravishing in it, the vicious saliva dripping savagely from his muzzle. "Why don't you go and wait for me? That way I can give you exactly what you deserve." Of course her words were lies but they were woven with such experience it was difficult to tell what her true intentions were. To cover any doubt he had, Esmeralda stole a glance to the Omega, a wink threatening her, before she by passed him, whispering every so lovingly, "Perhaps...I've...changed my mind..." Having entirely passed him and joined the side of the Omega, she barked to him, a side ways glance of fake lust being thrown at him before it went to normal, "Now go, Beta Steele. Let me deal with this welp accordingly. I assure you, she will suffer as you wish." Would he buy it? Her eyes threatened to narrow as his reaction was unclear until it was fully delivered.

His attention was on the fae below him, but as Esmeralda spoke to him, he found himself thinking more and more about what she said. As she mentioned adding more marks to his fur, he licked his muzzle. The wound had now healed over in form of a scab, and soon it would be even better. As he pulled his tongue back into his mouth, he looked to her, eyes burning with the anger from the night it happened. "No, I think I am good without extra ones. It is healing. Can't you tell? Perhaps you should come closer for a better look?" The creature below his paw tightened underneath him, perhaps she was afraid the Betas were on the same side, or perhaps there was something more than they led on. Either way, he liked her discomfort and the names he called her, seemed to hit home. As he turned his silver hues back to the bitch on the ground, he licked his jowls, slowly running his tongue over his sharp teeth. He stared at the fae, forcing her to look into his eyes. Where was her courage now? Where was her wish to stand up to him? Without warning or hints, Esmeralda spoke.

Her words were like honey trickling from a bee's nest, while her tone was the wind, slipping the sweet honey into his mouth. His ears twitched with the glee her words brought him. It tingled down to his core. His stomach felt warm and his loins, well, they were feeling it too. But even as his body started to change, his stance would not budge. His mind was in full control and if she really wished to have time with him later that night, then he supposed a little preparation was in order. Now that she was moving closer and closer, he felt his saliva building in his throat, trying to force it down so he could speak perfectly. Everything she was saying, was perfect. She was ready for him and she wanted him, but first she wanted to teach the fae a lesson. The feeling returned to him, the feeling he tried to hide from long ago. Was the Beat falling in love? Could it even be possible? Without thinking on it more, he nodded his head to her once, "I have some things I need to take care of anyways." He pulled his paw from her and lowered his head towards Delilah's ear. "If you do not do as she says, and I hear that you have disobeyed her or disrespected her in any way, I will rip your throat out where you lie." He lifted his head up and moved away from the faes. Before leaving, he looked to Esmeralda and smiled, "I shall see you later.." With a deep chuckle, he turned from the faes and was on his way back to his den.

Watching the interaction between the two of them, she stayed where she was. His weight did not shift, even if the female was coming closer to him. She laid still, afraid to move from her place. She listened to them though, wondering what they were discussing. Delilah breathed in slowly, inhaling and exhaling as little as she could, trying not to disrupt their conversation. It appeared things were changing though and Steele would be leaving soon. This made her happy, but showing any sign of glee was not going to happen, not with him here. But even with Steele leaving, she would be left with a fae who seemed just as vile as the brute. Perhaps that was why they were a mated Beta pair. They were prefect for one another, loving to mess with the "weak". Soon her thoughts disappeared, and Steele was close to her ear. The words he spoke to her, for her ears alone, were horrid. It sent a shiver down her spine. No matter what happened, she would be ready for anything, but make perfectly sure to respect the fae, no matter what she did to Delilah. She watched with wide eyes as the brute was finally gone. She looked to the floor, staring at her paws, making sure she did not offend the fae. She was curious, however, how would this fae treat her? Would she be as rude as the brute?

Steele's departure brought satisfaction to dwell in emerald orbs, her brisk laugh filling the area once he was out of ear shot. His ignorance still amused her, so easily persuaded by smooth temptations and swift movements - would he ever stop being her sense of humor and hate? Turning away from his disappeared figured, her eyes fell upon Delilah was a surprising level of kindness, if that was one wished to label it as.

"Now that the ignorant cretin is gone, let us have our together. And stand straight, like a pack member, not an Omega, for I will not hurt you nor tolerate such a submissive presence when there is no reason for such a given rank. Esmeralda commanded sourly, her own behind sitting comfortable in the dirt as she awaited the omega's reaction.

Looking to the ground, she heard the words of the Beta. She was confused. The fae commanded her to stand, yet she could hear the disdain in her voice. Was this a trick? A way for the Beta to get her way with the Omega as well. "Yes miss." Slowly, she moved her body to stand upright. Stretching out her firm legs, she looked to the Beta female. "Is he always this pleasurable?" she asked with a snicker. Staring off in the direction from which he traveled in, she whispered to herself, but not as low as she thought her voice was. "Someday I will take my revenge on him. Someday I will rip his head from his body, pulling his spine from the pile of bones left to the side. I will rip at his face, piercing his eyes with my teeth and tearing off his ears." She snarled, thinking of the idea as it played out in her head. Her snarling grew louder as she envisioned doing this dastardly deed towards him. She lowered her head in an aggressive stance, hair rising along her spine. Her tail flicked to the side. whipping with anger and dangerous intentions. Suddenly, she was reminded of the fae's presence. Alert and suddenly awaiting a lashing for conspiring against a high ranking member of the pack, she lifted her head, laid her fur to rest, and turned slowly to face the fae. "I apologize. I have a bit of a temper. It will not happen again, I promise." She looked over the ashen Beta, wondering how she would react to the bit Delilah just displayed for her.

Esmeralda let out a gentle sigh, obviously aggravated with the other Beta's arrogance, a shallow nod answering the omega silently. Now that they were alone, Esmeralda could truly let her in on her own plans and what she needed the fae to do...for it was time that Beta Steele's power came to an end and it had to be done correctly.

Ashen fur drifted with the sudden wind, nature unsettled by what plan was brewing in the caverns of the serpent's minds, what tragedy and haunting changes were to come. Emerald hues met Delilah's suddenly, eying the female, unsure at how to react to her sudden declare. A malevolent grin exposed, venom words replying, "Sounds marvelous," there was a brief pause, "...I plan a mutiny...so far I have yet to acquire more than two followers, one suffering amnesia and utterly useless, but tomorrow appears hopeful, as of now, you are my only next possible recruit. In short; Steele must go. Immediately. I plan to start my own reign, to break away from these peaceful wolves, and my entire being is sure of this decision. Does any of this information interest you, Delilah?" Whether Delilah agreed or not was dire. If she denied, Esmeralda would, painfully, have to threaten or kill her, for she had already shared too much. But, Esmeralda felt comfortable around Delilah, at the moment, and hoped the fae, whom was obviously, wrongly given an Omega position, would be not only of use but be possible a friend. Though, one should never shoot too high.

Looking over the fae, she smiled a tiny bit. Were her ears deceiving her? Had they led her to think the Beta had said something totally different, or was this seriously the truth? The Omega snapped to attention, wishing to know more of her plan. Living away from these strange wolves sounded enticing and magical. The Alpha was almost useless and taking a mate so quickly, stupid. She moved a step closer to the Beta, as if her body could block the plans to filter through the air, stopping any other wolves to hear of them. "I know information on him, something we could use. I would be more than happy to join you, but only if you can promise that he will be killed. Either it happens by my jaws or yours, I do not care. I just wish for the vile creature to be long dead before he has a chance to act. The season is affecting him rather intensely. I noticed the way he looked over my body and the way he smelled you when you came near. Something inside him is burning, an intense feeling he wishes to release." As the fire within herself start to burn, thinking of his vile body touching her or the Beta. He must die. Thoughts of his death started to fill her mind, overflowing all other thoughts. Then it came to her, use what they had against him. "I have an idea. You must influence him to split from the pack, tell him how much you really wish to be with him. Then when you finally leave the pack, and go to find a place to live, I will follow you. I will be silent and he will not know of my presence, too overwhelmed in thoughts of you and certain acts. Then when he closes his eyes to sleep, I will enter the den and we will kill him together. I wish to shower in his blood and eat his heart." The fae looked to Esmeralda, hoping she would either accept the plan and agree or perhaps, make a better one.

Once her plan became uncovered, Delilah looked beyond intrigued by her notion. Listening to her words, the serpent drew back silently, forked tongue flickering occasionally while no words were said verbally. What information could this newcomer know? Though Esmeralda was pleased she had agreed to join her, meaning her life was prolonged, she was more interested in this that her others words. "Do unravel this information before we continue; and yes, I assure you, he will die - at the intense pleasure of my claws and canines. Also...his inability to ignore his hormones will become useful, mostly because of his fascination with you."

Listening to her idea, Esmeralda waited for her to finish before immediately responding, "Influencing him to split is not necessary, he already plans to separate from Azul; an ignorant act for he won't be able to sustain Alpha abilities. My plan differs and has a higher success, for he would be suspicions should I suddenly be so willing. You will, instead, be the one who goes with him. I have kin here I cannot leave and you are a less suspicious target. Meet him accidentally, anger him, whatever, but your submissive aura will peak his interest. He will be unable to deny you and, submissively or on your own will, you will go with him. What you do from there is truly your own decision, but I propose you live there, gaining his trust, then escape. Once you escape, he will come looking for you. Then we can kill him together."